100 km
In the morning I had a beautiful coastal route at the same height with views forward to the Pyrenees and backwards to the bays, I already passed. I used the route national N-634 and of course this is not a cycle path and other traffic was also on the road, but I must thank the Spanish drivers for their caution. They stay behind a cyclist if they cannot pass in 1.5 m distance. In Orio I left the coast and followed the river Oria Ibaia and then left the valley near Lasarte Onia. In Hernani I bought some food in the supermarket that sounds like a sex shop: Eroski City.
In Oiartzun I had my lunch in the shadow of some trees in the center near the church. Many times it is not possible to ride into the center without ignoring one way streets. Another problem are the traffic lights with the only function to let cars through if the cars keep the speed limit. Those traffic lights ignore cyclists and remain red until a car arrives.
To Irun my route was downhill  and in Irun I tried to use the cycle routes. The town itself did not look special. Some French cyclists from the opposite direction asked me where I came from and we had a little chat. They made a tour from Bordeaux to San Sebastian.
I passed the border without any sign that this is France now. Just the language on the signs changed. I stayed away from the cows and in Urrugne I took the route to Ascain and further to Espelette and the camping.
I am heading for the East Pyrenees in the next days.
Paul

103 km
Until Gernika Lumo there were many Spanish cyclists with light racing cycles on the road. Some of the said to me: Mujos pesos. It was not clear in which way they meant this.  Gernika Lumo is on the coastal St James path,  but for me – cycling in the opposite direction it is not possible to follow the path exactly. After a climb from Gernils Lumo my route stayed at about 200 m for a longer distance with an alpine landscape and occasional views to the gulf of Biskaya. But I enjoyed my route. In Lekeito I was directly at the coast again. Every bay wad different and sometimes I. Had a view to the end of the Pyrenees. I’m Deba a climb to about  240 m started u til I came down to ocean level in Zumaia. Oh the weather was very good today. Nearly all the time Sunny. I had one bad experience in Lekeito: On a speed stopped I lost one of my panniers though I was not faster than the allowed 30 km/h. The result was a bend  carrier, that I could reform and some holes in the pannier that felt of the bike and used it surface to stop the movement.
Paul

110 km
The day started with a relatively flat route, but a lot of up and downs of about 120 m height difference followed. In Santoña I had to use a small ferry again. It is not always easy fie cyclists to go on board or to leave the small ship. The destination was a beach with soft sand. The ferryman helped to get the bike over the plank to the beach and thn I had to move the bicycle some 100 m to a timbered pathway. Then a long cycle path along the Playa de el Salvé. The beach was fine, but the buildings near it were ugly apartment houses. In the city of Laredo the track inclined and I had a good view over the bay with the ugly buildings.
The next interesting town was Castro Urdiales with a big church near the harbor..
Some kilometers further the track was directly at the coast on a path that remained on RH same height. A local cyclist warned me in Spanish for stairs. I would have to choose another route. I asked him if the stairs go down or up. As he said down I took the risk.I continued this path and enjoyed the views to the ocean and the rocky coast. The stairs wire nit heavy to master in my direction: I just dismounted and used the brakes to get down step by step. In Zierbiena I had started the route to the next camping. I should have waited until the end of the track in Bilbao. Now my Garmin routed me to the harbour area and I was stopped by security people. They told me, I had to return for ad one kilometers and choose another way.
So I did and used the right road to Portugalete. There I crossed the river by means of an hanging ferry, the Puente Colgantede Bizkaia.
Now the track I followed ended and I routed again tot he target camping that I reached without high efforts.
The rest until Hendaye I have to route myself.
Paul