Just as I find myself riding one of the several dusty and rocky steep downhills I feel like I am ready to take on the Dakar rally, when suddenly an older couple with a 20 year old Fiat Panda 4x4 bumps slowly over the road and crawls uphill at 5 km/h. There goes my ego.
My self-confidence gets another dent just south of Rucas when I turn the bike on a trail, which is getting downhill.
At first the gravel road is easy going as it is also used by trucks to reach the marble quarry a bit further.
From there on the path is more steep downhill and covered with stones in all forms and sizes.
This will be a bumpy ride for the next kilometres!
I need my hands, feet and all my other body parts to keep the bike and myself upright. And of course, just now, my GPS is not willing to cooperate. Again!
Which makes the navigation more complicated and forces me to make some U turns. It’s hot, very humid and the clouds are getting darker.
I presume that this is adventurous enough for my solo ride. I haven’t seen a living soul for a long time!
If I should encounter severe technical issues or an injury, I will have to resolve everything myself.