Day 24: Sevilla to Lora del Rio - Grampies Go Valencia to Leipzig, Spring 2025 - CycleBlaze

March 13, 2025

Day 24: Sevilla to Lora del Rio

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We slept poorly last night, because of a series of problems each of which had come up fairly recently. The first, and most recent,  was that the hotel room here is not only tiny, but has no window. I woke up around midnight, sweating all over. And I usually sleep under extra covers. I turned on the air conditioner and opened the door. (Dodie strongly opposes such a tactic, feeling the air conditioner should be left on its own to do its thing. But at this point she was asleep, so ha ha.)

I had been up earlier, desperately scrolling through a credit card account on the small phone screen, trying to figure why the extra funds (credit balance) we had deposited there had disappeared. The situation was complicated by the fact that the card had earlier been compromised, resulting in a pile of fraudulent charges, some of which had already been reversed by the card company and some they were still working on. We had cancelled one of the two card numbers on the account, and that was the key. The cancelled number was held by Booking.com to pay for a bunch of future bookings. But with that card number no longer valid, Dodie took the other number and paid for all the bookings right now. That helped evaporate a fair pile of money. But was our current balance correct or not? Without paper statements or in fact any paper (or pen) at hand, it can really muddle your brain scrolling that little screen!

Dodie woke up, with another problem on her mind. Spain had been hit with torrential rains, and these were forecast to continue. To what extent was our track coming up going to be on gravel road, which would now be mud, or water? We had looked at so many potential routes that we no longer knew the source of what we planned to follow today. Only "cycle.travel" has an explicit selection for paved roads only. So I dragged out the big computer (contrary to morning procedure), developed a route to our next stop (Lora del Rio) on cycle.travel and compared it to what we had had. All different! So I put the new route into the GPS phone, something that requires a fair number of steps.

Could we find anything else to worry about? Yes! At the Hacienda I had swapped out all the brake pads, but this highlighted the fact that Dodie's rear brake could not be adjusted. We knew the reason - there is a fluid leak somewhere. They need bleeding, and/or research  see where a problem might be. In Spain we have found exactly one mechanic who has any ideas or parts for how to deal with Magura brakes.  That mechanic is in Girona! Everywhere else we have ever tried is a complete blank. With the hills beyond Cordoba coming up shortly, this is a legitimate thing to lose sleep over.

We listened to the rain pelting on the roof of the hotel, and reluctantly admitted we could not go out in something that heavy. The forecast called for all sorts of on and off at various intensities through the day. We couldn't do any planning around that, so we just waited for the rain to let up, which it did quite promptly, and sallied forth.

I risked the camera for one last shot of the Santa Cruz alleyways. Here it is.
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Karen PoretIronically, (and snarky, too) our alleyways and roads were just like this in Santa Cruz, USA. To be continued 🙄
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Steve Miller/GrampiesTo Karen PoretWell, yeeecch.
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I had my choice of problems to run through my head as we set off.  As it happens I chose the brakes. Specifically, I thought I would describe in the blog how yesterday on our way in through town I had been carefully watching for a bike shop. But nothing. "Well what kind of shops did you actually see?" I asked myself. I decided that restaurants/bars and hairdressers were the easiest to find. I mean, a photo like this is dead easy to get:

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I was thinking about what kind of quip I could put in the blog about the value to me of a haircut or a beer, vs. a brake bleed, and maybe you are following along with me in this reverie, so you too will be jolted by: "WAAA! Dodie, stop, STOP!".  We had just walked in front of a "Bicycle Workshop", with an open door and three mechanics standing inside.

Bicycle Workshop
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My optimism was short lived, despite even the fact that one of the mechanics spoke some French. In any language, the message was that the guy who understood Magura would not be in until tomorrow, so no hope. Ian Satoor of Paris who first showed me how these things work -are you reading this? Can you believe these three had no clue? It's not really all that complicated, though you do need the Magura fittings to connect in the fluid.

In this shot, we see the one mechanic in the background, holding his head. The young man on the right, our French speaker, is looking apologetic, while the third is on the computer, looking for a bike shop to recommend in Cordoba. Dodie is looking at the calendar on top of her handlebar bag, which is telling her that the weekend is coming and bike shops in Cordoba are likely to be closed.
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I took out the camera one more time, to record that we were now outside the city wall. That of course did not mean we were outside the city, which extends for another 10 km!

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The camera was out so much, because now the sky had cleared in spots. This was so unique a development that I used up some "film" on it. And yes, it was the last chance for such a shot for the rest of the day.
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The next hour and a half was spent fighting our way out of the rest of the city. There are some bikeways, to be sure, but they maddeningly switch back and forth across roads, when they are not following the median.

Bike lane on the "wrong" side of heavy traffic.
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Janice BranhamGlad to see how well Dodie shows up in her rain gear.
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Karen PoretTo Janice BranhamAgreed, Janice! BUT, do the drivers see her? 🤔
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Steve Miller/GrampiesTo Janice BranhamThe grandkids call me the "yellow lady" when they see the photos.
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Steve Miller/GrampiesTo Karen PoretIf they don't, they should have their licenses pulled.
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We did eventually break free of the city, and were feeling pretty smug about our cycle.travel route.

Flooded orchards did not bode well for bike tracks through the bush.
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But our road was looking great!
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Our joy was short lived (again) because now it began to rain in earnest. That accounts for the complete lack of photos to illustrate the next several hours of cycling. And those several hours were, honestly, hell. The road turned into a very busy rural thoroughfare, with lots of dumptrucks, semi-trailers, light trucks, and cars. The shoulder was almost non-existent, and the road - particularly just to the left of the white line - was broken, patched, and re-patched. And of course, to the right of the non-shoulder was a ditch that one would not want to fall into.

I was in my traditional position at the back, where I would have the front row seat should Dodie hit the ditch, or get clipped by a passing truck. But I was also really impressed by how she handled the situation. This really required "professional" skills, to focus, keep a straight line, and control the bike in the bumps. The fact that I am calmly typing this now means she was golden!

For my part, I can share some of my musings. The cold rain was really chilling. But I mentally checked over my body. My legs were really snug in their tights and rain pants, and my Merino hoodie and rain coat were good, so my core was warm. So, I reasoned, my body should have plenty of reserve heat to send to my hands and feet. The problem is, I don't have good enough circulation to deliver that available heat. Dodie, always perceptive, stopped the caravan and dug out some of our precious supply of chemical hand warmers. The only thing, my hands were also drenched, and seemingly these things don't work under water. Oh well.

Our fortunes changed somewhere after Los Rosales, when the road became smooth and much less trafficked. On either side were glorious orchards of oranges, olives, or almonds, or fields of potatoes. The sun somewhat came out, but still not enough to record these glories I am speaking of.

After a while, I did drag the camera out a bit, so I can show some oranges and some smooth road:

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From this point we quickly made our way to Lora del Rio, which turned out to be a quite large town. The Rio in question is the Guadalquivir, which is busy winding its way to Seville, and on to the Doñana park.

We found our apartment, and after the usual amount of struggle got the keys from the lockbox, the bikes inside, the heater and the wifi figured out, and so forth. So we are set for the night, and we have also pinpointed the Mercadona grocery, which will open at 9 tomorrow.

But now Dodie has checked the weather forecast on Google. Yes, Spain is suffering flooding again. And where? Guadalquivir, near Lora del Rio!

The blue dot is us!
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Google says: "By Friday night, Guadalquivir is expected to rise compared to tonight. Use caution if going near the riverfront." And where does our track go? You guessed it.   We may have to re-route, and certainly to stay off of any low lying or gravel tracks!

Today's ride: 65 km (40 miles)
Total: 743 km (461 miles)

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Janice BranhamGoodness. Rain, traffic, bad roads, brake issues, you are really making the best of it with all the challenges. Here's hoping conditions improve for you soon.
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Karen PoretYou both are in the Team Anderson greatness category with this stuff. 🙏
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Steve Miller/GrampiesTo Janice BranhamWe try to maintain a positive attitude, because really what else can we do. It is harder some days than others. Today was truthfully a challenge.
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Steve Miller/GrampiesTo Karen PoretAwww, shucks. Thanks.
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marilyn swettBoy! You sure are having to deal with lots of challenges on this tour. I applaud you! Have you ever considered replacing your Magura brakes with a different type of brake? We did that on our original tandem before we started doing long tours. Don figured that it would be hard to find parts or bike shops that could deal with them in the many small US towns. He had rim brakes installed.
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Steve Miller/GrampiesTo marilyn swettMagura makes both hydraulic disc brakes and hydraulic rim brakes. Our bikes can only use rim brakes, and Magura's are some of the few hydraulic ones on the market. Maybe hydraulic rim brakes are fiddly, no matter who makes them? We have heard of but never seen any other brand that is both hydraulic and rim. Cable rim brakes are of course very traditional and easy to work on, but they lack power. Maybe when our bikes get back to their native Germany, we can see what alternatives might be around. Thanks for getting us thinking about it.
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