Wind. So f***ing much wind.

Wow. This day.
After a breakfast (I even got some from my host before she went with the bus to the festival in Zaragoza) I packed my stuff. The sister, the man of my original plan-of-host, went by and said hi before heading home from work.


Some mud…


…from yesterday’s adventures!

I started biking, from 473 metres height over sea. There was a hill in front of me, but I thought, that should be no problem. Also some wind, but no problem.
After two hundred height metres I felt a little bit tired. Also, the winds felt as one of my courses in the mountains, about 20 metres per second (that is 72 km/h). The slope was 5%. I was averaging 8-10 km/h in the hill. Wow. At least the view was great!

And it continued. More height metres, a bridge, even more winds. I had to take brakes on the plain, as the wind were too strong (the highest I experienced in my life that I know off was 26 m/s, and this was more or less that. Problems with standing straight. Took much energy to keep the bike straight.)
Then, after the uphill to 1008 metres, with a total increase of over 500 height metres, I got some downhill. What happens? Well, I have to pedal, and take brakes, because this is too. Damn. Hard!
After 28 kilometres, I am already tired, and not so little. I see a hostal (motel?) that I stay at to eat something, get out of the wind and use the wifi, and my body is so out! This felt as I usually do after 130 kilometres, and I have averaged 11.6 km/h. The next thing after the village is also another hill… so I decide that I don’t have to save every cent, and I don’t really have a time to pass (Couchsurfing, but I tell them I will not come today) so I check in. That was the best idea today. At three, I just lay down, with clothes on, and start sleeping. The best thing? It still felt pretty damn good!
The weather for tomorrow looked better, with a little rain, but not that much wind. Also, it would be about 150 metres to the highest point, instead of 535. Relaxed, knowing that even if the weather would be the same, I would probably be there in five hours, I just took it really easy. When I woke up later, I cooked the lasagna (indoors) and took a shower, talked some with a friend, and went to sleep. 30 kilometres, averaging 11.6 while biking, with many pauses. Two perfect bike days in a row!