This trip has been wonderful. Everywhere we road, the paved roads were beautiful. The surfaces smooth and in most cases repaved in the last couple of years. The temperate climate may also be a contributing factor. I understand that the Spanish roads have not always been as pleasant, but in the past several years, the EU has invested a lot of money in improving the roads in Spain. It makes me wish that the EU would adopt the roads that I ride in California. We spotted only a little trash, occasionally a beer can or a Coke can and very occasionally some broken glass.
For the most part, the car drivers were very courteous as well. Many times we would be on a narrow road with a narrow shoulder and the cars will patiently hang back waiting for a chance to pass, then give us room as the went by.
We did have some issues with drivers at the traffic circles. Seems that Girona was just loaded with them. Not many traffic lights, but traffic circles at major and many not so major intersections. It took us several days to figure out the rules of the circles and until then, we were getting beeped at and many times almost run over. By the second week however, we were able to thread a line of ten to twelve bicycles through big circles with heavy traffic without a single car beep. We just had to keep our eyes open and follow the rules.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Ride Wrap-up
I'm writing this entry while winging my way back to the US, Atlanta specifically, then on to LAX in Los Angles.
Like all trips, you're so busy with preparations that when you leave you wonder if it's going to be worth the trouble. Gotta get up early, get to the airport, schlep the luggage through the airport and wait at the gate for the departure. The aircraft door closes and you're crammed in the long tube shoulder to shoulder for a very long flight. Then you get there need to rent a car and finally after get to the villa, then it all changes.
You see old friends, meet new friends pull out the maps of the area and start planing a campaign to conquer the mountains and trips to the sea. The vacation has begun.
You're having breakfast by 8AM trying to be on the road by 9 and actually starting out by 9:30. The late start might cause you to bike in the heat of the afternoon or get caught in an afternoon shower, but the days are long, with the sun setting pretty late in the evening. We even settle into the Spanish late dinner time after couple of days. Get in from the ride, take a dip in the pool, shower up and have a drink or two.
There's a plan to eat a the villa on alternate evenings and eat out at surrounding local restaurants on the other evenings. A list is placed on the breakfast table and folks select nights that they are willing to cook and evenings to cleanup. usually 3 or more are cooking or cleaning up. All in all, it works very well with each meal, like each day of riding, getting better and better.
Pretty soon, the days have slipped by, miles under your tires and it's time to re board the aircraft and return to home.
It will be great to get back to the familiar, review the photos and catch up with family and friends, but a small piece of me will be left in Spain, peddling the hills, feeling the sun and rumble of the asphalt beneath my tires. I guess in the day to day bustle of work it's easy to not realize that there is other worlds that need to be explored, sights to view and cultures to be experienced. I don't know where I'll be going next, but I hope that sometime this fall, I start to see a thread of e-mails discussing the possibilities of the next trip.
Brian
Like all trips, you're so busy with preparations that when you leave you wonder if it's going to be worth the trouble. Gotta get up early, get to the airport, schlep the luggage through the airport and wait at the gate for the departure. The aircraft door closes and you're crammed in the long tube shoulder to shoulder for a very long flight. Then you get there need to rent a car and finally after get to the villa, then it all changes.
You see old friends, meet new friends pull out the maps of the area and start planing a campaign to conquer the mountains and trips to the sea. The vacation has begun.
You're having breakfast by 8AM trying to be on the road by 9 and actually starting out by 9:30. The late start might cause you to bike in the heat of the afternoon or get caught in an afternoon shower, but the days are long, with the sun setting pretty late in the evening. We even settle into the Spanish late dinner time after couple of days. Get in from the ride, take a dip in the pool, shower up and have a drink or two.
There's a plan to eat a the villa on alternate evenings and eat out at surrounding local restaurants on the other evenings. A list is placed on the breakfast table and folks select nights that they are willing to cook and evenings to cleanup. usually 3 or more are cooking or cleaning up. All in all, it works very well with each meal, like each day of riding, getting better and better.
Pretty soon, the days have slipped by, miles under your tires and it's time to re board the aircraft and return to home.
It will be great to get back to the familiar, review the photos and catch up with family and friends, but a small piece of me will be left in Spain, peddling the hills, feeling the sun and rumble of the asphalt beneath my tires. I guess in the day to day bustle of work it's easy to not realize that there is other worlds that need to be explored, sights to view and cultures to be experienced. I don't know where I'll be going next, but I hope that sometime this fall, I start to see a thread of e-mails discussing the possibilities of the next trip.
Brian
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Barcelona, Gaudí town
We woke up at the villa early Saturday morning early. Lori needed to be at the airport by 11AM. We also needed to drop off the rental car. We said our final goodbyes to everyone and the five of us headed off (me, Jim, Laurie, Shahla and Lori, the gang of five). We got to the airport with plenty of time to spare, saw Lori off then too the Aerobus into Barcelona, about a 30 minute ride.
We had reservations at the Hostal Campi, where we had stayed the first night after arriving from the US. If you are looking for an inexpensive place to stay in Barcelona, I would recommend it.
Saturday Jim, Lauri and me walk the city finally enjoying a picnic dinner on the waterfront at sunset.
Sunday we met in the lobby early to visit Gaudi's Sagrada Familia. We wanted to be there a the 9AM opening to avoid the crowds. I selected the guided tour so I got a chance to walk through it before the tour. The guided tour was well worth the extra price. If you get to Barcelona, the Sagrada Familia is not to be missed.
I made my way back to the hostal and update the blog before heading out the the Fat Tire Bike Tour. The tour started at 4PM and lasted almost to Sunset. The tour covers a lot of ground in the city and ends up at the beach for drinks... Nice...
Seeing the Sagrada Familia made me what to see another project that Gaudi had done, a apartment building called Casa_Milà. Jim and I headed off to see it early Monday morning. It was an easy walk from the hostal. The building is a unique looking building with many innovative features. We toured the building for more than an hour starting at the roof, then the attic and then into one of the apartments.
Not having quite enough of Gaudi, we then returned to the hostal to pick up Lauri and head off the public park that Gaudi designed as a housing development.
I learned that Gaudi was a hugely creative force with 7 projects listed as UNESCO World Heritage Sites. You may not be attracted to his style, but there is no way that you would say that his work was boring.
We had reservations at the Hostal Campi, where we had stayed the first night after arriving from the US. If you are looking for an inexpensive place to stay in Barcelona, I would recommend it.
Saturday Jim, Lauri and me walk the city finally enjoying a picnic dinner on the waterfront at sunset.
I made my way back to the hostal and update the blog before heading out the the Fat Tire Bike Tour. The tour started at 4PM and lasted almost to Sunset. The tour covers a lot of ground in the city and ends up at the beach for drinks... Nice...
Not having quite enough of Gaudi, we then returned to the hostal to pick up Lauri and head off the public park that Gaudi designed as a housing development.
I learned that Gaudi was a hugely creative force with 7 projects listed as UNESCO World Heritage Sites. You may not be attracted to his style, but there is no way that you would say that his work was boring.
Friday, August 5, 2011
Friday August 5nd: (12th day of riding) - Last day
Friday August 5th: (12th day of riding) - Last day
The bikebreaks owner, Dave, had suggested several rides during the course of the of our stay. One route, the ride around the volcano was the last one that we had not done yet. So we decided to finish up the final day of our trip with the volcano ride. We had calculated the ride to be about 55 to 60 km, a very nice ride.
It started with a ride through Girona in a counter-clockwise circular pattern then climb up to the hills. Today was much hotter that previous days, at the start of the ride it was above 30 degrees C and much more humid as well, so by the time we were at the top of the climb the sweat was just rolling off our faces and arms.
The next order of business was coffee, it was already after 10 and we knew that a little roadside cafe was not too far away on the route. So off we when down a hill, up a hill all in the heat and humidity. We came upon the cafe in a little while, only to find it not open. Shahla had heard noise inside the cafe and called inside to see when they were going to open, they responded in a moment. Five minutes later the front door opened and we had our coffee!!!
We traveled on through some gorgeous roads climbing up, dropping down all under the view of mountain peaks. A very pretty day. We stopped for lunch about 11km away from the villa in a tiny town, where tucked away was a bar and cafe that was serving lunch. Happily munched on our sandwiches knowing that this was the final lunch for the bike trip.
We headed back to the villa along GI-540. The heat was still with us and we decided to make one more stop for ice cream. Lori had persuaded everyone that it was a good idea, though she really didn't have to work too hard. We pulled into a small restaurant that we ate in the very first evening in the villa two weeks previously and they were open. In the past two weeks, we had stopped by the restaurant because they had wi-fi, but they had a very spotty record of being open. They seemed to have a special event of some sort going on and met us at the door and handed us ice cream cones through the door. I guess that didn't want a bunch of dirty smelly cyclists stinking up their special event.
It was only about 1PM and as everyone was heading back to the villa, Lori and I decided that there was one more road that was left unexplored, a small road near the villa, so we headed down it. It started off as a hard packed dirt road, turned into a dirt path before turning back into asphalt. I still need to look at the map to figure out exactly were we traveled, but we popped out near a small town south of the villa and the only way back to the villa was to continue south before turning east and hooking up with GI-533. We came across a gas station where we filled up with water and soda and then headed off for the final 10Km or so.
The route took us back over some roads that Philippe had taken us on last week, more quite winding hilly roads that we have become so fond of riding. As we pulled in the villa, bikes were being taken apart and packed for the trip back home. Since I had a rental bike all I had to do was wait for Dave the bike shop owner to pick up his bikes. The schedule time was 6PM. He and his wife arrived slightly after 6 and in no time the bikes were loaded into his van and with the closure of the van’s door, our bicycling vacation in Spain had come to an end.
The bikebreaks owner, Dave, had suggested several rides during the course of the of our stay. One route, the ride around the volcano was the last one that we had not done yet. So we decided to finish up the final day of our trip with the volcano ride. We had calculated the ride to be about 55 to 60 km, a very nice ride.
We traveled on through some gorgeous roads climbing up, dropping down all under the view of mountain peaks. A very pretty day. We stopped for lunch about 11km away from the villa in a tiny town, where tucked away was a bar and cafe that was serving lunch. Happily munched on our sandwiches knowing that this was the final lunch for the bike trip.
It was only about 1PM and as everyone was heading back to the villa, Lori and I decided that there was one more road that was left unexplored, a small road near the villa, so we headed down it. It started off as a hard packed dirt road, turned into a dirt path before turning back into asphalt. I still need to look at the map to figure out exactly were we traveled, but we popped out near a small town south of the villa and the only way back to the villa was to continue south before turning east and hooking up with GI-533. We came across a gas station where we filled up with water and soda and then headed off for the final 10Km or so.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Thursday August 4th: (11th day of riding) - Let's Take a Train
Thursday August 4th: (11th day of riding) - Let's Take a Train
Lori came up with the idea to take the train from Girona to Figueras and then ride from the coast from there. Yesterday as research, we road into Girona and got three suggested routes from Dave at Bikebreaks. Last night we evaluated the three routes and selected the one that was not the most strenuous and not the easiest, but the one that seemed just right. As we plotted it out, it seemed like about a 60km ride, with two significant climbs of about 10km each.
We got up early to make it to Girona in time for the 9AM train to Figueras. We left the villa about 7:30 arriving at the Girona train station at 8AM, got the tickets and were determined to have a cup of coffee before departing. At the ticket booth we also ran into an American, Dave a science teacher from the Midwest, who also was heading to Figueras on a day trip. The trip went quickly and we were in Figueras in about 40 minutes, then after a couple of minutes of catching our bearings we headed off, guided by Albert's GPS. After about 30 minutes or so, we were already out in the countryside and passed by a bakery were we stopped. Lori treated us to some cookies and finally after some wrong turns, we were back on the road.
Pretty soon we started the climb, not too steep, but long and few pauses to break the climb. The trees were sparse, so the winding road snaking up the hill was visible but after each turn, you could see that there was another switchback climb ahead. It was also very sunny, not a cloud in the sky and was starting to get very very hot. When we were able to peak at the our lunch destination, Port de la Selva, from 'round a corner on the climb we stopped for a couple of minutes, pretty soon we were just drenching in sweat (normally as we bike, the sweat evaporates as we bike, when we stop for a short time, the there is no breeze to carry the sweat away and soon sweat is running off your nose, chine and arms sounds lovely doesn't it?). We were only 1/2 up the climb at this point and still had more twists and turns to go. But, as we started to top out the road started to level out and view became even more gorgeous.
We came upon a monastery that I think is called "Sant Pere de Rodes". It's located high in the hills overlooking the road we were traveling on and was very imposing. We then started to drop down as we got closer to Port de la Selva and the ride really became fun as we sped down the road at breakneck speed.
We stopped at the first beach side lunch stop that we found. We were ready for lunch and pretty thirsty. Like most of the restaurants, it took much longer for lunch than required, but finally we were back on the road. However over lunch we had decided to stretch out the ride by not returning to Figueras as planned, but to ride all the way back to the villa.
We climbed out Port de la Selva on a different route heading to the town or Roses. Like this morning, the road was hot and unprotected from the Sun. We finally dropped into a urban area that we were able to find a gas station and filled up on water and soda before heading out on our new route back the the villa. It was at the gas station where Albert and I reviewed the map for possible routes back to the villa. It was going to be complicated with many turns over roads that we didn't have a clue about the conditions or how busy they were, but we pushed on because we had many miles to cover to get back home.
We jumped on to a road that could only be called a major highway, riding on the shoulder, hoping not to get squashed like a bug by speeding cars. The next transition took a couple of turns to find the correct route, but from then on except for occasional map reading, we pretty much found our way on quite roads. The heat was starting to get to us and our water ran pretty low. We were so far out in the boondocks that we didn't run in to a gas station until we were closer to Girona. Then like previously, we filled up on water and soda. It was 6:15 by this point so I called the villa that we were running later than expected, but would be in about another hour.
After winding our way through the Girona traffic, we were soon on GI-533 not too far from home. We arrived at the villa about 7:15 and found that they had dinner for us. A very pleasant surprise.
Lori came up with the idea to take the train from Girona to Figueras and then ride from the coast from there. Yesterday as research, we road into Girona and got three suggested routes from Dave at Bikebreaks. Last night we evaluated the three routes and selected the one that was not the most strenuous and not the easiest, but the one that seemed just right. As we plotted it out, it seemed like about a 60km ride, with two significant climbs of about 10km each.
We stopped at the first beach side lunch stop that we found. We were ready for lunch and pretty thirsty. Like most of the restaurants, it took much longer for lunch than required, but finally we were back on the road. However over lunch we had decided to stretch out the ride by not returning to Figueras as planned, but to ride all the way back to the villa.
We climbed out Port de la Selva on a different route heading to the town or Roses. Like this morning, the road was hot and unprotected from the Sun. We finally dropped into a urban area that we were able to find a gas station and filled up on water and soda before heading out on our new route back the the villa. It was at the gas station where Albert and I reviewed the map for possible routes back to the villa. It was going to be complicated with many turns over roads that we didn't have a clue about the conditions or how busy they were, but we pushed on because we had many miles to cover to get back home.
We jumped on to a road that could only be called a major highway, riding on the shoulder, hoping not to get squashed like a bug by speeding cars. The next transition took a couple of turns to find the correct route, but from then on except for occasional map reading, we pretty much found our way on quite roads. The heat was starting to get to us and our water ran pretty low. We were so far out in the boondocks that we didn't run in to a gas station until we were closer to Girona. Then like previously, we filled up on water and soda. It was 6:15 by this point so I called the villa that we were running later than expected, but would be in about another hour.
After winding our way through the Girona traffic, we were soon on GI-533 not too far from home. We arrived at the villa about 7:15 and found that they had dinner for us. A very pleasant surprise.
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Wednesday August 3rd: (10th day of riding) - Ride Research
Wednesday August 3rd: (10th day of riding) - Ride Research
This morning a quick trip to Girona was planned with a couple of goals in mind. The first was to gather information a potential ride in France, about 60km to the north and the second goal was find a cycling jersey a souvenir of the trip.
We peddled in to Bikebreaks (http://www.gironacyclecentre.com/) that rented us the bikes that we've been using for the trip for some advice on the proposed trip. Dave explained the difficultly of what we had in mind, but proposed three trips from Figueras; hard, moderate and easy. He spent he time to outline them on the map, then we discussed the pros and cons of each ride and we discussed the aspects of traveling on the trains with bikes, because we were figuring on biking to the Girona station, then loading on the train and taking that to Figueras. We later stopped at the train station to confirm the departure times and the travel time. We can take take the bikes for free on the train and the trip duration is only 40 minutes.
The second goal was to find a trip jersey. I talked to Philippe to find out where he bought his jersey. His wife Agnes gave me the business card of the store. Albert and I found the store and they had a couple of jerseys, I grabbed an orange one that I plan on wearing tomorrow.
We headed back to villa for an early day stopping in Aquavia for lunch. Taking a queue from yesterday, we grabbed some sandwich fixings and had lunch on a bench under a shade tree. A quick dip in the pool, a nap and now update to the blog. Life is good....
We peddled in to Bikebreaks (http://www.gironacyclecentre.com/) that rented us the bikes that we've been using for the trip for some advice on the proposed trip. Dave explained the difficultly of what we had in mind, but proposed three trips from Figueras; hard, moderate and easy. He spent he time to outline them on the map, then we discussed the pros and cons of each ride and we discussed the aspects of traveling on the trains with bikes, because we were figuring on biking to the Girona station, then loading on the train and taking that to Figueras. We later stopped at the train station to confirm the departure times and the travel time. We can take take the bikes for free on the train and the trip duration is only 40 minutes.
The second goal was to find a trip jersey. I talked to Philippe to find out where he bought his jersey. His wife Agnes gave me the business card of the store. Albert and I found the store and they had a couple of jerseys, I grabbed an orange one that I plan on wearing tomorrow.We headed back to villa for an early day stopping in Aquavia for lunch. Taking a queue from yesterday, we grabbed some sandwich fixings and had lunch on a bench under a shade tree. A quick dip in the pool, a nap and now update to the blog. Life is good....
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Tuesday August 2nd: (9th day of riding) - I never worked so hard going downhill
Tuesday August 2nd: (9th day of riding) - I never worked so hard going downhill
Yesterday's ride was wonderful and tiring, but I learned that some other riders; Albert, Lori and Shahla. So, bowing to peer pressure, I decided to do the ride again. The ride was identical to yesterday, but since I knew what to expect the climbs did not seem as difficult. An by 11 O'clock we were in Banyoles having not one, but two coffees before heading off to Olot.
We landed into Olot a bit earlier than yesterday, but this time decided to make lunch out of the supplies at the Quickie Mart at a BP station rather then heading into Olot as we did yesterday. The supplies at the Quickie Mart are very different that those in the US. We grabbed a loaf of fresh warm bread, sliced cheese, yogurt and soda. Sitting on the curb, in the shade of the gas station, was not as elegant as yesterday's lunch, but it was almost as good and a whole lot faster.
Next we headed off to the city center of Olot. When you get so close to a city like this you really have to check out the center of the city that is typically surrounding the stone church. By the time we got there it was about 2:45 and the stores and shops had already closed for the afternoon, closing at 2 and opening later in the day.
We then turned southwest and headed for home, about 40km. It was warmer that yesterday and as we left town we could almost feel a tail wind, however reality soon came into play where as we left town, we slammed into a strong headwind. I think the headwinds were stronger than yesterday, because it was warmer than yesterday. For the first 10-12 km we pushed our way through the wind and fought the traffic as it zipped by. Eventually, the downhill started, but to keep moving we still had to peddle our way. Even at the downhill steepened we were not able to coast.
But the time were got to Amer, not only were we tired by hot as well, the first time in our time in Spain that that the heat became a signification factor in our biking. We pulled into a gas station about 15km from the villa for some cold soda and a moment or two of rest until the final push.
Within 4km we were off the busy road on to the GI-540, which has become a welcome final 10km to the villa. About 7km is a winding upward climb under the shading trees and on a windy day like today they became a block against the wind as well, a very welcome relief.
We landed into Olot a bit earlier than yesterday, but this time decided to make lunch out of the supplies at the Quickie Mart at a BP station rather then heading into Olot as we did yesterday. The supplies at the Quickie Mart are very different that those in the US. We grabbed a loaf of fresh warm bread, sliced cheese, yogurt and soda. Sitting on the curb, in the shade of the gas station, was not as elegant as yesterday's lunch, but it was almost as good and a whole lot faster.
Next we headed off to the city center of Olot. When you get so close to a city like this you really have to check out the center of the city that is typically surrounding the stone church. By the time we got there it was about 2:45 and the stores and shops had already closed for the afternoon, closing at 2 and opening later in the day.
But the time were got to Amer, not only were we tired by hot as well, the first time in our time in Spain that that the heat became a signification factor in our biking. We pulled into a gas station about 15km from the villa for some cold soda and a moment or two of rest until the final push.
Within 4km we were off the busy road on to the GI-540, which has become a welcome final 10km to the villa. About 7km is a winding upward climb under the shading trees and on a windy day like today they became a block against the wind as well, a very welcome relief.
Monday, August 1, 2011
Monday August 1st: (8th day of riding)
Monday August 1st: (8th day of riding)
As I was heading off to bed last night (Sunday), I saw several of the riders huddled over a set of road maps discussing the ride they took to the town of Olot, a distance of 120Km and about 6 hours of cycling. There were many comments of "you gotta watch out for.." and "don't miss the turn at..." and "if you take the turn at...you will end up in a tunnel". So I went over to listen to the discussion when Jim turned to me and said; "sounds good, wanna do it tomorrow?".
It was going to be a long day. The five of us headed out about 9ish traveling in a counter-clockwise circle first through Girona heading north. It was good that Gary spent some time with us explaining the route in detail, because with out his advice, it would have taken the group much longer to find the correct route.
The route started to climb shortly after leaving Girona. If you think of a clock, Girona was at the 3 O'clock position with us heading northeast after leaving Girona. The first stop for coffee was to be in the town of Banyoles, but several miles before we spied a field of beautiful sunflowers and just had to stop for photos. We spent maybe 20 or 25 minutes taking pictures of sunflowers, pictures of us with the sun flowers and pictures of us taking pictures of sun flowers.
Thinking about our route and a clock face, Banyoles would at about 1pm position. We stopped in the city center for coffee, rolls and would you believe it, a Snickers bar? We had done some climbing to get to Banyoles, but we about about another 20Km of climbing would be required to get to our lunch stop in Olot.
We arrived in Olot close to 2pm and found our way to the city center where the outdoor market was just closing. All the vendors were busily packing up their wares into vehicles. We found a place called "cafe sport" and discovered the 2 hour lunch. By the time we ordered, the food was served and we paid, it was 2 hours, 4pm.
We had approximately 60 more kilometers to the end of the ride. Gary had promised that the rest of the ride was "down hill". After 13km we had started to doubt his word. Then the downhill began, and went on and on and on. It wasn't until Angles that the downhill flattened out. By that point we had about 15km to the villa along GI-540, which has some significant climbing, but has become a favorite with the group. By time we arrived, we had gone 122km taking almost 6 hours and climbing 3800 feet (1158 meters). A great day!!
As I was heading off to bed last night (Sunday), I saw several of the riders huddled over a set of road maps discussing the ride they took to the town of Olot, a distance of 120Km and about 6 hours of cycling. There were many comments of "you gotta watch out for.." and "don't miss the turn at..." and "if you take the turn at...you will end up in a tunnel". So I went over to listen to the discussion when Jim turned to me and said; "sounds good, wanna do it tomorrow?".
It was going to be a long day. The five of us headed out about 9ish traveling in a counter-clockwise circle first through Girona heading north. It was good that Gary spent some time with us explaining the route in detail, because with out his advice, it would have taken the group much longer to find the correct route.
Thinking about our route and a clock face, Banyoles would at about 1pm position. We stopped in the city center for coffee, rolls and would you believe it, a Snickers bar? We had done some climbing to get to Banyoles, but we about about another 20Km of climbing would be required to get to our lunch stop in Olot.
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Sunday July 31th: No riding, just blogging....
Sunday July 31th: No riding, just blogging....
Today I decided, like many of the others in the group, to skip biking for the day. I had laundry to do and blogs and email to catch-up on. We've found an internet connection at hotel near the Girona airport so I'm currently about 6Km from the villa, typing away with a coffee near by. When I get back to the villa, it will be time to hang the clothes on the line
Today I decided, like many of the others in the group, to skip biking for the day. I had laundry to do and blogs and email to catch-up on. We've found an internet connection at hotel near the Girona airport so I'm currently about 6Km from the villa, typing away with a coffee near by. When I get back to the villa, it will be time to hang the clothes on the line
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Saturday July 30th: We don't know we're we heading, but we're not lost (day 7 of biking)
Saturday July 30th: We don't know we're we heading, but we're not lost (day 7 of biking)
Albert and I stayed up late last night planning a route for today. We took the advice of the bike shop owner, Dave, and entered in the route to the Mediterrania and back into Albert's Garmin computer. Albert's computer reported about 101 Km.
We headed out about 9:15 or so. Seven riders in to the overcast cool morning. The computer on my rental bike is set up to report Kilo Meters and all the roadside signs report temperature in degrees C, so after a while you forget about converting to the English system, but anyway, the temperature was about 20 degrees C at the start, 20 degrees is about room temperature, 68 degrees F.
We were so lucky, for most of the day the clouds followed us, keeping us from getting tool warm as we climbed mountain range on the way to the sea. The group was got divided at the start of the climb when we took a wrong turn, bearing right at an intersection instead of left. Albert and Shahla was quite a bit of the rest of the group when a car came zipping up to us with the driver clearly indicating that we were going in the wrong directions. After consulting our maps, Jim and I headed out to stop Albert and Shahla and turn them around, but after a couple of climbs we still did not have them in sight and so we reluctantly turned around and got on the correct route and started the climb.
Dave, the bike shop owner, had mentioned that parts of this route were on the Tour de France a couple of years ago. I need to check with Jim because he has the cycle computer that records the altitude gain and the road angle, but I would guess that angle max'd out at 10 or 11 percent with an attitude gain of maybe 1,500 to 2,000 feet.
As we started rounding the top of the climb we could see names on the road in white paint of the tour's riders. Painting names is a tradition to encourage the fans favorite riders. As we started to drop, we encountered signs indicating 14% grades. So the tour's riders were racing up 14% grade to the top. Quite a feat indeed!! However, it was our 14% downhill!! A high point of the ride for us ending up at an overlook to with the sea 400 feet below us. Much to our surprise, Albert and Shahla caught up to us at this point. They had reached the end of the wrong road and turned around and raced to catch up with us. We figured that they added 8 KM to the ride and many feet of climbing.
At the sea we turned left and headed northeast in the same direction as we did on Thursday, but the roads were much more quiet and the views were even more spectacular (I wish that the interconnection that I'm using was faster so that I could upload the photos, but I've tried that before and almost choked the connection). We stopped in Sant Feliu de Guixols for lunch and today I made sure that I had enough fuel to get back home, and yes we did stop for Ice Cream before leaving the town.
As we left the town, we could see dark storm clouds hanging over the mountain range where we were to ride. The ride back to the villa was on some different back country roads but not without some stopping to figure out where we were. As we rode we kept an eye on the storm clouds. I guess we were lucky, because though the roads were wet, except for an occasional rain drop, we kept dry.
For the third time we went through the town of Llagostera and this time we had pretty much routed our way through without getting lost. The distance from Llagostera was a pretty quick 20Km. The altitude gain for the day was about 4400 ft (1341 meters).
Albert and I stayed up late last night planning a route for today. We took the advice of the bike shop owner, Dave, and entered in the route to the Mediterrania and back into Albert's Garmin computer. Albert's computer reported about 101 Km.
We headed out about 9:15 or so. Seven riders in to the overcast cool morning. The computer on my rental bike is set up to report Kilo Meters and all the roadside signs report temperature in degrees C, so after a while you forget about converting to the English system, but anyway, the temperature was about 20 degrees C at the start, 20 degrees is about room temperature, 68 degrees F.
Dave, the bike shop owner, had mentioned that parts of this route were on the Tour de France a couple of years ago. I need to check with Jim because he has the cycle computer that records the altitude gain and the road angle, but I would guess that angle max'd out at 10 or 11 percent with an attitude gain of maybe 1,500 to 2,000 feet.
As we left the town, we could see dark storm clouds hanging over the mountain range where we were to ride. The ride back to the villa was on some different back country roads but not without some stopping to figure out where we were. As we rode we kept an eye on the storm clouds. I guess we were lucky, because though the roads were wet, except for an occasional rain drop, we kept dry.
For the third time we went through the town of Llagostera and this time we had pretty much routed our way through without getting lost. The distance from Llagostera was a pretty quick 20Km. The altitude gain for the day was about 4400 ft (1341 meters).
Friday, July 29, 2011
Friday: July 29th: Let's go find the lakes. (day 6 of biking)
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| Jim and Lauri at the top of the dam |
Tonight, I'm on the team that is preparing diner for the group. We arrived back with wonderful smells escaping from the kitchen. I'm not sure what the entire menu will be, but I'm in charge of the BBQ. Albert has gotten some thinly sliced pork and has them soaking in spices. All I have to do is to fire up the grill and to cook the critters. Dinner will be about 7:30. As a matter of fact, it's now time for me to tend to the grill.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Thursday, July 28th, 4th day of biking
Thursday, July 28th, 4th day of biking
We then turned inland traveling on the GI-681, a beautiful mountain pass that climbed upward from the sea. I guess I didn't have enough food at lunch, because I had to reach into my back pocket for an energy bar. When I'm biking at home in California, I rarely carry energy bars, but I trips like this where I don't know were the next stop is going to be, you really need to carry some extra food.
We coasted into the town of Llagostera after reaching the top of the pass, then the maps came out as everyone debated the best way to get back to the villa. After several turns on tiny back streets and consolidations with locals, we were on our way back home. I think that the distance for the day was a bit over 120Km and 3400 feet (1036 meters) of climbing.Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Wed July 27th: Dali-town
Wed July 27th: Dali-town
The museum was located in a theater in the middle of town that Dali had converted into the Museum. You might even consider the museum to be an extension of his art, with the very huge exhibits of is work and the very very small. He is even buried in the middle of the main gallery where people walk on top of, many not even knowing that he is buried there.
When we got to the museum, there was a huge line just for tickets, but we found out that there are guided tours of the museum without any waiting for only and additional 6 euros. The tour was worthwhile and added a lot to the visit. I highly recommend it.
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Tuesday, July 26, Third day of Biking, Plan A, B or C
The weather has been a bit iffy the last couple of days. Maybe rain or maybe not, so we've developed a plan A, B or C. Plan A is a long ride to the Mediterranean Sea (about 100 Km round trip) or Plan B is more local ride in the near by hills of about 60-80 Km and Plan C is a car trip to the Salvador Dali Museum (link) that is about an hour north of the villa.
Phillipe had a route in mind that would take us up a 25-30 Km climb then loop back to the start. It was fairly level to start of the climb then a mild, but unrelenting climb to the top where sandwiches and coffee awaited us.
Well as it turned out, this was a plan B day. The skies were overcast with a chance of rain so it was decided to try a more local route so if it started to pour, we wouldn't have a long way to ride to make it home.
We then left the town in some light drizzle. The descent was steep and winding, but the drizzle stopped which made the ride very pleasant.
By the time we got back, we had traveled 75 plus Km and 3000 foot (915 meters) climb.
Monday, July 25, 2011
Monday, July 25th, Second day of Biking
Monday, July 25th, Second day of Biking
The route was much more busy than expected and after 15 km or so, we finally jumped off the route on to a very quiet winding road that turned and twisted as it climbed. Perhaps a bit sooner that we would have wished, the ride was over.
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Finally got on line!!!
Hello all,
There are a group of us sitting in a hotel restaurant at the Girona airport, typing away on our computers. The villa does not have Internet accesses, so a group of us went in search of the Internet and ended up at the airport, may the story how we ended up here I'll discuss later. It's enough to say that we have had 3 great days of biking as well as 24 hours in Barcelona.
We took off Sunday for the first day of biking we started out a bit late. Albert, had laid out a route in his bike GPS and we headed off, thirteen of us down the road like a bunch of ducklings following Uncle Albert. We slowly made our way through Girona, from West to East though city traffic until we started to climb the local hills to the East of Girona, stopping for a cafe con leche at the top, kinda surprising the we would stop for coffee isn't it??
We dropped down the eastern side of the hills finally stopping for a light lunch at about 3PM. We swamped a small cafe in a tiny town having some open face cheese sandwiches and Coke. I don't think that we left there until about 4PM and we were barely 1/2 way thorough the ride, I told you that we got a late start.
To get back to the villa, we crossed the hills again along a different path, but equally as nice as the first followed by some busy roads as we made our way home. I think that we got back by 7PM or so. Then off to dinner finally in bad by 11:30 or so.
The attitude gain for the the day was 4050 Feet (1235 Meters).
There are a group of us sitting in a hotel restaurant at the Girona airport, typing away on our computers. The villa does not have Internet accesses, so a group of us went in search of the Internet and ended up at the airport, may the story how we ended up here I'll discuss later. It's enough to say that we have had 3 great days of biking as well as 24 hours in Barcelona.
First day of biking:
We dropped down the eastern side of the hills finally stopping for a light lunch at about 3PM. We swamped a small cafe in a tiny town having some open face cheese sandwiches and Coke. I don't think that we left there until about 4PM and we were barely 1/2 way thorough the ride, I told you that we got a late start.
The attitude gain for the the day was 4050 Feet (1235 Meters).
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
The packing begins.....
It'a about time to start the packing. It's Tuesday night I depart Thursday morning at 5:30 for a 9AM departure on Delta with a layover in Atlanta, then on to Barcelona.
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