8.51am This was the monument at the top of the pass - click to see the writing in more detail. It was touching in this remote place.
8.55am And so here I was on Spanish tarmac, just as smooth and traffic free as the French stuff I must say. Indeed some Dutch cyclists I'd met almost a week earlier had said they though it even better - and since they'd cycled, again following Benjaminse, from Malaga to where I'd met them in France, I guess they would know.