Apparently it is not know for serving food before 8pm. We (the Danish biker and I) tried a number of restaurants at 6:30 to be told, not until 8pm but we eventually found a place that looked somewhat questionable and staffed by a waiter who spoke no English. However, the food that turned up was both very good and very well priced so it turned out well.
Out of Andorra and up and over the El Pas d la Casa (2408 m - the highest pass in the Pyrenees and with 3 petrol stations only 50m apart) and then down and back into France for the day.
A mix of mountain passes and faster trunk roads let me cover 320km in just under 6 hours before I arrived here at my campsite carefully positioned to get me back into Spain and to Santander in time for my ferry tomorrow. There is probably still 4 hours of good riding before I pick up the motorway to get into the ferry port and I fully intend to make the most of what is left.
The Dragon fly on picture 4 is alive but don't know how long he has been on there and where he hitched a ride from.
Time to chill out now and as it is my last night camping, I get to eat all the food that is left. Someone in a DofE office somewhere will have a fit as I am not saving any emergency rations.