Archive dive: After a long day of riding we were setting up camp along the wood line and making a warm meal when we noticed a warm glow through the trees. We pushed through a dense tangle of bushes and vines with our cameras and were rewarded with the most spectacular sunset. The light was fleeting, but the energy of that sunset stuck with us for days. Germany 🇩🇪
Cycling 🚴 from Rabat to Casablanca was better than expected. The coastal road was pretty and we had not too much traffic. The Hassan-II.-Mosque 🕌 is the largest of its kind outside of Mekka 🕋 and can fit up to 25‘000 people.
So it turns out that a pair of eyebrow tweezers and an iPhone torchlight won’t cut the mustard when your gear cable snaps and the cable head gets stuck in the shifter. As it was clicking up but not down, the little rascal only got further lodged in there. We did manage to borrow a tiny screwdriver from a guy in the little village we were in (ours was too big), which we used to remove the first piece of shifter housing. But since we couldn’t see how the next few pieces came off without totally mangling my gears, we decided to take it to a pro @avventurebikes. #UKtoNZ
Read about the other hurdles we jumped over to get Dan his Birthday beer in this week’s blog, ‘Week Thirty-Five: Happy Birthday, Bearded One’. Link in bio.
Broken hearted 💔
After I took a picture of Luis in this dessert view. I went down to catch up with him. But when I arrived, everything was on the floor! The camera, bottles, stickers, etc... All mixed with the sand. Luis fell again 😭
He said he fell with the same style as he fell the other times - roll to the front with his bike. I don’t know if he can’t fall with another style or what, but I’m glad that he’s fine. Nothing worst than a tiny bit of scratch on the hip and broken rack that can be fixed with the ziper.
🚴♂️ Day 222: Wugucun to Yulu 🇨🇳 71km 🚴♂️: It was a balmy 17deg today as we climbed up to 2300m, I even got a little sunburnt ☀️😬. As we get closer and closer to the equator I’m pretty sure my days of riding in icy -10deg❄️ conditions like these are over...it was a very short winter! 👏👏👏
@hanaleibickley and I were lucky on this trip that the bad weather only hit on the last few days. Many days, we were riding under massive storm clouds like this but not a drop of rain. When the bad weather did hit, it rained so hard all day we didn’t take a single picture. Then a couple of days later the storm came, complete with crazy lightning and lots of hail. But by then, we were cosy by the fire in a cute camp kitchen in Bruthen, one of our new favourite campsites I think. The next day, Kev the caretaker drove me the last 30kms to pick up my car from Bairnsdale so we didn’t have to ride the soggy, boggy rail trail in gale force winds. What a legend, and what a way to end the trip!
Saudades de ese monstruo viviente de dos ruedas.. . Y de esos monstruos de piedra que no viven, pero se los escucha latir... Y de esos momentos en ningún lado.
Hace días no subo foto, ni escribo nada... . Es que, todavía me estoy acomodando a este tramo del viaje. Tramo que me da mucho también y me enseña cosas desaprendidas. Tramo que se da en casa por estos pocos meses... .
Mientras, la Terka descansa y Benja ya es la dueña de la casa donde las cuidan hasta que yo llegue... aunque en la casa me dijeron que no me la iban a devolver (a Benja)... 😲... . Igual, ya estaría acostumbrado a que todos la quieran! Pero nadie entiende que no nos separamos ni de casualidad.
Después irán fotos de mi nuevo trabajo pa costear un poco lo que sigue... .
“When she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness. They wanted her to change back into what she always had been. But she had wings.” .
– Dean Jackson