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Sounds so tempting - are we brave enough?
2 years agoIndeed. You can really travel quite cheaply in Spain, especially if you watch for bargains like this.
2 years agoIt's a free on-the-road bike wash!
2 years agoIt is a wonderful area. Beautiful in the spring and I’m sure it would be in the late fall too. We were here in early December four years ago and it was still fine biking even then. You should head over this fall - it’s only a 13 hour drive. You could even stop for a few days around Montpellier and see the flamingos and white horses in the Camargue.
2 years agoIt all looks fantastic! Love the windows and doors and villages... And the sun is out, too.
2 years agoA smoke house for curing ham and the like?
2 years agoBeautiful scenery and road today. One which Susanna and I hope to ride one day. Keep em' comin', guys.
2 years agoStone pine. Thanks for prompting me to look it up. That’s the characteristic pine along the coast here.
2 years agoFloofy! Great word. I’ll have to look for a chance to use it in a sentence myself.
2 years agoGood job! Rachael wondered if anyone would notice the prunes.
2 years agoHa! I remember that one too. And yes, she looks like a princess. Or queen. And regal prunes.
2 years agoI remember the wall. I’d heard of it before and was watching for it as we biked into Philadelphia at the end of a tour that began in the Blue Ridge Mountains. I was not tempted to leave our course to test myself on it with a loaded bike. I think it’s steeper than you’re describing though - the Strava segment I’ve seen lists it as just a half a mile, with a max grade of 17%. Not quite devastating, but it would be no fun at racing speed.
2 years agoYears ago I was watching the Core States (or maybe by then it had become the TD Bank Classic) race in Philadelphia. My brother- a sometime amateur racer- and I had stationed ourselves on the "Manayunk Wall", a stretch of about eight blocks that rises precipitously from the Schuylkill River into the surrounding neighborhood. (In the stretch of a mile the street climbs 200 feet.) It's steep enough that it's noticeably taxing to walk up.
We were watching the pack work their way up on one lap when my brother nudged me and pointed to one rider in particular. "Look at that guy- he's still on his big ring!"
I knew of that word, but didn’t actually know it. Never bothered to look it up. Thanks for helping me bone up on English English before we get there.
2 years ago
If not now, when?
2 years ago