Prior to this trip I owned a pair of Sealskins "waterproof" gloves. The fingers were never quite long enough, and although they might keep your hands dry in a shower, in proper Bristol rain or in the downpours that we experienced in Morocco my digits were cold and wet in no time. I decided that … Continue reading Review: Phew! gloves
Having spent so long off our bikes during our days of rain, we got our pedal on and before we knew it we were leaving Slovenia having our passports checked for the first time in our trip, as we left the Schengen zone and made our way into Croatia. Slovenia had felt like a bit … Continue reading Crossing the imaginary line
Our time in Slovenia was marked by the presence of water. Luckily we had seen that rain was coming so, wondering if we were being overly cautious and had become soft during our mostly sunny cycling so far, we booked a room in a guesthouse for a couple of nights. We stocked up on supplies … Continue reading Rainy Slovenia
After waving good bye to Markus and little Florin we started heading up the mountain that would entertain us most of our morning... After a series of zig zags we wiggled our way up and soon gained an altitude that would provide us with views over the Bolzano valley and the mountains around. As we … Continue reading The amazing Dolomiti
As we bid farewell to Pedro's parents, with the songs of Sound of Music going through our heads, we pondered our next moves. It was 16h, and ordinarily we would start looking for a camping spot in the next hour or so (an hour and a half before sunset). Extending our rest days a few hours more, … Continue reading Through the Alps to the Dolomites
Along the road we were, minding our own cycling when all of the sudden, out of nowhere, who do we find?? The nice old couple from Riaño!! What were the odds??! Well... quite a few since in fact they are my parents and it was my birthday the next day and we had arranged to … Continue reading Füssen (or how to eat a lot of cake)
We left France with our bags full of apples and any remaining space packed with walnuts that we had picked up along the Rhine. It was a windy day and everyone and their dog seemed to be out collecting the shelled treats that had been blown to the floor. We were heading to the home … Continue reading Bavarian hospitality