DAY 2
morning.
woke up with these views through the window,
breakfast, refueling, we tied the battered luggage
and soon we were splashing around.
This creek we crossed the previous night in darkness, when DNT and went without lights. More fun if everything is dark, right?
The return included a few new route, the first we had to go through The Beast of Beauty, a lively little town,
way step on the path of Satan.
Soon
perverse influence of the evil noted, when my bike inexplicably refused to move and a mysterious, invisible force held me against my will. Then we saw that it was not witchcraft, but retention caused by a steel cable tangled like a ball on the rear wheel.
Exorcist Without one, we released my machine, and descended into a good rhythm
Adarentes
for a nice,
rectilinear
and refreshing path.
cross the Yenisei and up to Vercerpuig, alternating roads of all kinds,
to raise it once again in Lake Cromontés. Today
not have hill-climbing, but that would amount to more civilized these mountains, following a dizzying path from Alebestiu path of the high peaks.
We ignored the enduro trail, so without too much confidence, we approach the climb.
The climb was steady, and permanent chasm on our right. With divided opinions on whether it was more or less sensible, follow up, with some stopping to recharge.
In case you had not said, temperatures were almost summer, so we were a bit cooked. Springwater
changed and changed for mushrooms have the huge uphill, DNT as a sign that we were able to complete.
And following the winding path, we climbed higher and higher,
in my case with the same annoying drowning the previous day.
But there was no room for excuses, you had to go yes or yes.
And we did,
oh yeah.
At the top of the hill we took a peek at the GPS Joint, go coordination
and point the way towards the snow,
not before due refresh providential stream.
Was that because it was hot?
A little more and we bathe.
After the arduous rescue, Javi and I improvised a cicunvalación to ward drifting snow
And soon we were immersed again in the fall,
now without neveros traitors
only let us fall downhill.
soon ran out of off-piste ( track or within, the end of the tracks were, ski, of course) and returned to the road,
to continue falling,
from 2400 meters from the top to 800 from Piral.
EPILOGUE.
After the rapid decline we Piral and his garage. DNT covered the last mile pushing the bike, and hypersensitive to their calculations consumption had a margin of error of 0.01% and came within a breath to accomplish the stated average. Then we took a few walks around the station starting, and squeezed the left so that was not raised
would be almost 5 o'clock, time once again pouncing on us. It would have been nice to climb back up the tracks, but that consumption of time and effort in the fall, the company uphill we seemed impossible. Empalmaríamos by road until the Village of Seur (35 kms) and from there we would repeat sponte route back to the track following the first leg, a hundred miles of tracks straight, winding, gravel, rocky and I do not know how many types, entertained us back. From Lluis storm chased us all the time, and it was not in the last 5 kms it started raining lightly.
The drive back was quite painful, and as already told, we arrived at late night to our homes. Go palizón.
Pyrenees These excursions are some of us lose our heads.
woke up with these views through the window,
breakfast, refueling, we tied the battered luggage
and soon we were splashing around.
This creek we crossed the previous night in darkness, when DNT and went without lights. More fun if everything is dark, right?
The return included a few new route, the first we had to go through The Beast of Beauty, a lively little town,
way step on the path of Satan.
Soon
perverse influence of the evil noted, when my bike inexplicably refused to move and a mysterious, invisible force held me against my will. Then we saw that it was not witchcraft, but retention caused by a steel cable tangled like a ball on the rear wheel.
Exorcist Without one, we released my machine, and descended into a good rhythm
Adarentes
for a nice,
rectilinear
and refreshing path.
cross the Yenisei and up to Vercerpuig, alternating roads of all kinds,
to raise it once again in Lake Cromontés. Today
not have hill-climbing, but that would amount to more civilized these mountains, following a dizzying path from Alebestiu path of the high peaks.
We ignored the enduro trail, so without too much confidence, we approach the climb.
The climb was steady, and permanent chasm on our right. With divided opinions on whether it was more or less sensible, follow up, with some stopping to recharge.
In case you had not said, temperatures were almost summer, so we were a bit cooked. Springwater
changed and changed for mushrooms have the huge uphill, DNT as a sign that we were able to complete.
And following the winding path, we climbed higher and higher,
in my case with the same annoying drowning the previous day.
But there was no room for excuses, you had to go yes or yes.
And we did,
oh yeah.
At the top of the hill we took a peek at the GPS Joint, go coordination
and point the way towards the snow,
not before due refresh providential stream.
Was that because it was hot?
A little more and we bathe.
Day 2 in the afternoon.
After soaking, relentless climb Lluis to the runway.
Gradually the snow began to make an appearance.
I got plugged to prevent unwanted drowning, falling caught that bug.
DNT soon followed and gave me a cable, do it between two (the rescue).
And again up to the summits,
higher and higher,
up to 2400 meters, where nothing grows.
Harvey insisted on tasting the thickness of a snow field that was there,
with predictable results.
Once up, in fact, had come down, this time on the hill where once were the ski slopes. In other words, we expect a slope with snow cover and more likely to slip.
Any forecast has been unsuccessful. Hopelessly stuck us all. I am the first.
Then it was Harvey who provide the hug snowy.
And we all thought that the 125, DNT, being lightweight, single pass,
but no, there all succumb.
Some were very deep snow fields, and snow melting rapidly by the high temperatures of recent days, gave us no chance to lucirnos as if we were Swedes or Finns.
View our frailty on the target element, we were looking spits of land and avoiding the islands of snow.
As the way down became a bobsleig track a little further down,
and with this perspective ahead
chose to make a straight,
along the straight line of the old facilities of the station.
We saved a good gap, and the icy road we wanted to avoid was already above our heads,
nothing could stop now. Nothing? Narrow your eyes:
Let Zooming:
¿Pero qué es esto?
Pues es la moto de DNT engullida literalmente por la nieve.
Hubo que trabajar de lo lindo para excarcelarla.
Sin quererlo te hundías hasta el ombligo.
Yo salí a cuatro patas de aquella trampa para osos.
After soaking, relentless climb Lluis to the runway.
Gradually the snow began to make an appearance.
I got plugged to prevent unwanted drowning, falling caught that bug.
DNT soon followed and gave me a cable, do it between two (the rescue).
And again up to the summits,
higher and higher,
up to 2400 meters, where nothing grows.
Harvey insisted on tasting the thickness of a snow field that was there,
with predictable results.
Once up, in fact, had come down, this time on the hill where once were the ski slopes. In other words, we expect a slope with snow cover and more likely to slip.
Any forecast has been unsuccessful. Hopelessly stuck us all. I am the first.
Then it was Harvey who provide the hug snowy.
And we all thought that the 125, DNT, being lightweight, single pass,
but no, there all succumb.
Some were very deep snow fields, and snow melting rapidly by the high temperatures of recent days, gave us no chance to lucirnos as if we were Swedes or Finns.
View our frailty on the target element, we were looking spits of land and avoiding the islands of snow.
As the way down became a bobsleig track a little further down,
and with this perspective ahead
chose to make a straight,
along the straight line of the old facilities of the station.
We saved a good gap, and the icy road we wanted to avoid was already above our heads,
nothing could stop now. Nothing? Narrow your eyes:
Let Zooming:
¿Pero qué es esto?
Pues es la moto de DNT engullida literalmente por la nieve.
Hubo que trabajar de lo lindo para excarcelarla.
Sin quererlo te hundías hasta el ombligo.
Yo salí a cuatro patas de aquella trampa para osos.
After the arduous rescue, Javi and I improvised a cicunvalación to ward drifting snow
And soon we were immersed again in the fall,
now without neveros traitors
only let us fall downhill.
soon ran out of off-piste ( track or within, the end of the tracks were, ski, of course) and returned to the road,
to continue falling,
from 2400 meters from the top to 800 from Piral.
EPILOGUE.
After the rapid decline we Piral and his garage. DNT covered the last mile pushing the bike, and hypersensitive to their calculations consumption had a margin of error of 0.01% and came within a breath to accomplish the stated average. Then we took a few walks around the station starting, and squeezed the left so that was not raised
would be almost 5 o'clock, time once again pouncing on us. It would have been nice to climb back up the tracks, but that consumption of time and effort in the fall, the company uphill we seemed impossible. Empalmaríamos by road until the Village of Seur (35 kms) and from there we would repeat sponte route back to the track following the first leg, a hundred miles of tracks straight, winding, gravel, rocky and I do not know how many types, entertained us back. From Lluis storm chased us all the time, and it was not in the last 5 kms it started raining lightly.
The drive back was quite painful, and as already told, we arrived at late night to our homes. Go palizón.
Pyrenees These excursions are some of us lose our heads.
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