After a good breakfast I take the road. I was hoping for a last sunny day on the road which promised to be very pretty, but the sun remains behind the clouds, it will make timid breakthroughs in the late morning.

Still a short ride but with some nice little climbs

On the road I only see motorhomes and motorbikes passing me, the locals don’t use it much.
Then surprise in the last climb I am overtaken by about twenty second hand sports convertibles from the 60s. On the way up there was no question of stopping to take a photo, but I found them at the top. Second surprise, they are all French and arrived by boat this morning. I don’t know where to go.

Arrival in Bosa, a pretty town with narrow streets, lots of colours and the river that runs through it.