Congratulatory Message For Baby

Vic - El Vendrell

142 kilometers. 8 hours and 34 minutes

IVAN: 6:45 am. The alarm sounds at the same time every day. This time I'm awake, for 15 minutes I have my eyes open and look out the window beside my bed. Is open and allows me to see the layer of dark clouds covering the sky. Not fazed me long ago that this climate in the middle of August I'm not surprised. I try to lift and now I realize that something has not been raised with me. The bear that lives in me, eager to rocky mountains and explore ways that have not done, look at him and give him a nudge, or move, so I got out of bed and from above I see snuggle between the sheets.

me wash my face, talk to jl and together we went to breakfast. Today we touched. We come before the breakfast buffet, the truth is that I am not particularly hungry, but my body is knowing what awaits you send messages to my brain: "Do not pick just one piece of fruit, take two or three" "only two pieces of toast?, look also that slice of bread and tomato and ham next door "," A croissant for coffee, yes yes, and a donut, too. "

went out and started shooting, the first day pedaling show you the sensations of your body, buff ... Going through the Pyrenees was not free, and that price we are paying now. The point is that we left Vic pummeled from the first drops of rain, and headed to the wagon that Garmin tells us that we carry Montblanc Manresa and then, we do not take the coast road, it's ugly for the bike and takes a lot of traffic, go to Castellon in the interior. When we take 15 km we realize that the road we should have taken is one that runs parallel to us, and that access to it so we spent about 4 km, we started to look and all the roads that pass close below, there is no way to go, so after several attempts we decided to turn around, we go back. Surprise, we found several miles up a secondary access to a gas station, from there we enter the road, sure.

What we take and actually arrived at the gas station and see that we can get onto our Garmin says. It also has air-pressure hose, let's give the wheels, the cool front, the rear one fatal, we carry the valve to inflate, fifth change of the trip, and right next to home. At least it's only chamber.

The point is that after the change and carry the illusion of perfect wheels and the road straightened we left, we started to climb towards Manresa. Here comes the surprise of the day. We see the white car coming from the front, suddenly turned the blue lights on your roof, and skipping the direction to the contrary, stands in front of us. Are Mossos!, Who will want?. Very simple, lower half pissed and while one of them touches the head with your index finger starts turning around the conversation, in which among other things tell us that this road is not cyclable. We are not allowed to go in tandem. So after a conversation for a while appeared angry, which defended it from where we've gone there was nothing that we do not allow it, half of the couple goes to the car and what we doctor writes the prescription for . Some 500 "wing" is a whopping, 250 if prompt payment. The truth is that they are quite right, not having seen we are not free, who knows, maybe have prevented a greater evil. The nice thing coming now, the quickest way to get going on bike Manresa is from Vic, and passing through a port of 917 meters, with which we did not today. So very educated escort us from where we are until the first exit left in the opposite direction we go. Total is 11 am and we are in the same starting point at 8, when sore, we noticed sensations.

The rest of the day. Very simple, eat half way between Vic and Manresa, once there, throw to the beach we take the road that we are avoiding, it has mountains and we are tired and discouraged, tonight we will sleep in a coastal town and tomorrow and we'll throw in the infernal road called N-340.