Day 2 (due to an administrative error)

After a good night's sleep and pausing for John to donate (drop) his neck buff to the ferry staff we descended to the dreaded black hole of Calcutta.
One hour of stifling heat and fumes later all 200 bikes were released at the same time into the light drizzle of Santander.
The first 100miles were a gentle acclimatisation, with the usual fast sweepers round Reinosa.  The last 40 miles were exceptional and continual twists and turns before heading to or converted (just) farmhouse guest house in the mountains.
Or jovial host is (I think) hunting something in the hills for dinner.