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- Wheelchair accessibility
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... on my way.
We catch up with the group and continue on our way, after a 10 minute continuous ride up a rocky hill we pass a few mountain bikers, why the hell would you pedal up here! I enjoy riding my bike at home but this was rocky as hell and we had engines. They must have been masochists. We descend the other side and cross a bit of a river, only about 10m across and about a foot deep but just something new to navigate. We meet up with John again ...
... From the street we were able to walk back to where the path starts towards the higher part of the mountain, and started going up. This was not easy, we ended up helping each other keep walking and taking frequent breaks. We felt a little crazy in doing it, but it was one of those climbs when you keep telling yourself you have no option but to go on, or you'll never get to see what's on top. We eventually made it to the top, I will upload later some pictures which are ...
... of the most celebrated religious traditions in this part of Spain that people from all over the world come to see. Of course I was smack dab in the middle of it and found myself lured in by the creepy costumes, the booming of the drums, the blaring of the trumpets, the intense almost nauseating smell of sacred incense and the ornately decorated and elaborately constructed religious "pasos" or floats ...
Back with Doogie today, no faff just gear on and off we go. Ride through a wooded trail and have the feeling that this could be a Sunday morning ride out, totally peaceful and calm. We ride through a track lined with trees, relaxed and going at a fair old pace slowing down only for the odd jogger or dog. A little bit of road riding and we head into some olive groves and Doogie comes to a halt, we assume to give us some guidance on a new type ...
... of the hill. The pizzas were big and very tasty and we had a beer and some wine to go with them followed by pudding – none for me, tiramisu for Jaci, Irish coffee for Sandra and Pijama (peach, crème caramel and ice cream) for Sandy. The meal was regularly interrupted by hawkers but at least they were polite and moved off when we said no thanks. We then made our way slowly back up the hill and off to bed. Jaci’s step count today was ...