San Vicente de Piedrahita-Villahermosa del Rio

Two yoghurts and a banana for breakfast and two coffees in the town bar. The woman who served us was very abrupt so we drank up and left sharpish. 

It was a long boring slog out of the village along a main road, albeit nearly empty of traffic. Some way along we met a farmer by the side of the road who was interested in what we doing. We had a good chat before he waved us on our way. 

Soon after we arrived at the hermita de San Bartolomé, a lovely wayside church with arched cloister outside, where we sat and ate our lunch. 

Then onwards through rough ground to the shrine of Pino Cacho, a pine tree which in some way is said to have prevented a plague of locusts from consuming the local crops. 

After lunch it was a short walk to the town past an old mill and allotments. We were staying at the Buhardilla Rustica at the top end of town, a beautifully converted attic in an old house. This was the best place we have stayed so far, and no more expensive than other less well-appointed accommodation. We took a stroll up the hill out of town to a mirador where we could look back at the impressive gorge of the river Carbón. It looked like this road was our route out of town the next day. 

We had a mediocre but cheap meal in Hostal Ruta de Aragón, the only place in town that was open - everywhere else seemed to be closed after the fiesta of San ? 

We both slept well, my brother in a bed the size of a small country, and I on the sofa, which was very comfortable.