Our last full day in Pancorbo and we decided to have a look at the route that our friendly Hotel man recommended. We turned up the road just outside the village and went "UP", and "Up", the views were even more spectacular. Unfortunately it was about now that Irene grew wings and not "Red Bull" ones either 
(Chicken Wings) Sorry my Dear!
Never mind we are free spirits we can go somewhere else.
Here is one of the pictures we planned earlier in Pancorbo, Poor old Joe had to run into town and call us on the walkie talkie to say "Go" and through we drove, Typically we caused a major traffic jam, look at the poor bloke behind us trying to get through
what a place to live!
We headed out into the countryside with no real plans on where to go, Irene did a good job as "Rear Gunner"
We stopped at this layby for a photo shoot.....
Looking at this you can see why!
Irene did find a discarded "limp Biscuit" CD!!! Never heard of them myself, probably one of them crappy Rapping bands! 
We kept off the main roads and found some lovely little villages, "All seemed to be deserted" !
We stopped at this one because we saw a small shop and felt like an ice cream, we then looked to our left and saw a "Cash Machine" (thank goodness) but it was still very quiet.
This young lad appeared and was very taken by the cars. Joe spent a lot of time with him, their discussion was very animated due to the language barrier but they both seemed to manage very well at getting their message through.
Here was the most amazing view in this place, the Church Steeple, Look at that. "Storks" nesting! Oh I'm coming over all "Richard Attenborough" like seriously though this is a fantastic thing to see I can tell you.
When we arrived back at Pancorbo we needed fuel. Here we met quite a few "Fans" one of whom was Marianne who worked at the station, she loved the cars and took her time to fill Irenes right to the brim. Oh and forget all this "Mobile usage in garage" crap that we have to put up with in the UK, Marianne gave me her mobile to take a picture of Her, Irene and Mr Blue Sky.
Another view of a Pancorbo bell tower and the cracking view in the background.
Back at the campsite it was our last night so we decided to eat at the Hotel but we had to relax with a few Beers first, here we see that Joey knows his place, Thats my boy I have taught him well
Irene nipped off for a shower and the boys had a few "sociable" drinks, Hic!
As we can see Joey enjoyed his meat ! The meal was OK but nothing special, But thats comparing it to our own spectacular Barbies which took some beating I can tell you.
"Oh Bugger" its time to head off towards home, I know this is not the end of the holiday but we were feeling quite sad to go from here!
As many had done before we carved our names in the tree, I,B + J 07, Irene Bill and Joe 2007!
Has Joey got some special feelings for the tent, or is he just happy to see it?
Actually this is his method of expelling the air in the tent!!!
Looks a bit suspect though mate!
We found a cracking space for our "Paella pan", Bet the cars following Mr Blue Sky ended up being hypnotised
Oh god Irenes in front, "Don't look at the pan", "Don't look at the the pan"
Bye bye Pancorbo 
Not far from France we had a bit of a problem!
We had just filled up and we decided to park near the verge and sit down for lunch, there was a Tin Top parked there anyway so we thought it would be OK. Anyway as you can see from the picture the Tin Top was not in fact "parked" instead he was "Broken down"
This was the RAC wagon picking him up. No wonder we got honked a few times by the lorries!!!!
Back to France, can you tell?
At this layby we decided where to stay that night, "Mont de Marsan" had an F1 hotel so was chosen, and off we went!
Pretty town it was too look at this town centre!
We did not manage to find the F1 hotel "But" we found a suitable one instead. An Abor Hotel, A lot more expensive "Granted" but it was bloody nice anyway!
The Cars tucked up nicely !
And then we did too, I got a lot of flack because my meal sounded like "Ringpiece", I fail to see the funny side folks
Especially when Joe was eating a "Turd Omlette"
Irene was keeping quiet with her "Salad"!
