We set off 5 days ago our iron donkeys were loaded to the brim and we carried our backpacks. yes you can call us super man and woman now. We rode off into the sunrise…..wait wait wait it was actually into turential rains. not like a little sprinkle i´m talking buckets. It was extremely wet and strenuous but all and all it was a good first day. The second day we learned the difference between tour biking and mountain biking. you don´t tour bike on a mountain trail with 20pounds on the back. you ride on the smooth road. 1/2 km into the second “rainy” day BOOM. what the hell was that. a flat tire. shit
Needless to say i didn´t have a wrench to take off the tire. luckily a nice farmer man helped us. the second flat tire of the day in the rain happened on a muddy trail several kms before the next town. damnit son of a bitch insert many other expletives. i had to walk the bike to town. as i dragged it along the rocky terrain i punctured the tire. what a day. I arrived at a bar and the man there had a wrench. i fixed the tube but the tire was un fixable and the tube protruded out of the tire like a tumor. i started biking but the tire was not inflated enough. I tried my handy 5 euro bike pump the plastic piece of shit deflated the tire and wouldn´t pump. so i once again started dragging the bike down the road to the albergue 4-5km away we arrived there soaked to the bone.
the third day things were looking up no rain yaaahooo. i did have to walk the bike to the next town to get another tire. after that we were free to ride. and ride we did.
the fourth day brought us to finisterre. lots of great down hills once we climbed up the hills. 10km from finisterre our luck failed us the rain got heavier and alyssa got a flat tire. I rode ahead to find us a hotel.
that night we tried to dry out everything. then treated ourselves to a nice seafood feast. after which alyssa got sick all night long, total body evactuation. needless to say we are headed down south where it´s not supposed to rain as much. we are also getting rid of the bikes. it was fun but the hate has outwayed the love of biking and we have decided bikes will be another adventure, another trip, another day.
We have several wwoof farms which we have offers from so we look forward to starting another new segment of our trip we´ll keep you posted.
oh yea finisterre or bust…
we are at the end of the world. despite the rain it´s beautiful here. we haven´t checked it out fully as we´ve been resting/recuperating in a hotel room. we will swim in the ocean manana.
peace and love