Day 46 (20th of March) So the holidays are over, and it's time to come back to action. All our relatives are gone to the airport and we are alone in Morocco again. Lysiane and Patric, the friends Javi made on the way to Marrakesh (post #8), have proposed us to go together. We agree,... Continue Reading →
From Sevilla to Marrakesh (Gaspard) Day 13 - From Zurich To Sevilla Finally I was ready to go back on the bike! I had planned a schedule to fix my bike, protect my hand and start biking again slowly. As you can guess nothing went as planned. On the plane I met Afta, a teacher... Continue Reading →
Day 37 (11th of March) I start cycling with a magnificent view of the Palmeraia of Thingir. As soon as the Toudra Gorge ends, a huge forest of palms expands. However, on the last uphill before starting the descent to the national road, my bike starts to make some weird noises. Shit, gotta stop and... Continue Reading →
Day 32 (6th of March) The day starts and wow, it's freezing. I am at the highest altitude of all the trip: 2'100 m above the sea level. However, once I pass the "Col du Zad", I enjoy 30 km of descent, definitively leaving the Middle Atlas and entering the transition area to the desert... Continue Reading →
Day 27 (2nd of March) I think I have one leg longer than the other. Really. I am adjusting all the time the saddle, and when I relief the pain on one leg, it appears on the other. And so on. I kind of remember also that as I was 14 or so, a doctor... Continue Reading →
Days 22 and 23 (25th-26th February) I took the ferry. From Tarifa to Tanger Ville. Most of the people were with a car. The police in the border was surprised to see me with the bike. They checked the passport and made the classic joke "Ahhh, you are basque, now I understand..." So I arrived... Continue Reading →
*Days 12 to 21. From 14/02 to 23/02. It's funny how fast things change. What starts with a simple "Wow, I feel this finger is weak", transforms in a couple of days in a "Shit, I gotta go to Paris to check it out". I (Javi) totally understood Gaspard having to leave. I mean, in... Continue Reading →
Unfortunately Gaspard had to leave the trips for three to four weeks to France following a problem with his hand. This lead to a very long hug and sad goodbye. Fortunately he should be able to join Javi in Marakesh for the rest of the trip. 🙂 Since our night in Tordesillas, Gaspard was feeling... Continue Reading →
Despite arriving to Salamanca on a Saturday (9th of February), we didn't go partying - an important hobby for both of us -, as we experience a drawback of staying in "El Camino" albergues. Many of them close their doors at 10 or 11 PM and don't let you get out. It makes sense though,... Continue Reading →
Day 1 (82 km, 462m+) Despite a sunny forecast, it took 5 minutes since we left Javi's home in Vitoria to start snowing. It also took around an hour to realize that the cycling routes of Google Maps are rather "mountain bike routes", not exactly suitable for bikes with 15 kilo of luggage. Little by... Continue Reading →
Cycling Pirates 