Bunyola Climb

 


We wake to a crisp morning, another hot one predicted, we set out (kinda) early to avoid the heat.  We choose a short climb today and head off toward the base of the Tramuntana Mountains for the Coll d' Honor, riding through tiny towns, back orchard roads, seeing farmers tend to their prized flock's and its quite, super quite.  Too early for the coastal groups to arrive.

The views take our breath away.  We come across a tiny three wheel Lorry, making its way towards town, with black smoke billowing out the exhaust, we have to pass. Take a quick shot of Lisa, she's actually taller than it. Makes a good video too, for Strava, as I pass.

Coll d' Honor is short at 6.7km and a pleasant climb from the town of Bunyola.  I thought we'd stay together, but Dave is ahead of me and doesn't have the map on his head unit, so misses the turn off right, and heads somewhere............ 

I wait, waiting waiting.  

He comes back, around a corner, I shake my head, we have a laugh and head up, out of town.  

It's gorgeous, steep through winding tiny streets and greet the locals out walking. I'm really comfortable with a wave and 'Hola' to everyone, they are all so friendly in return.   I see the start of the Coll proper and settle in. Lots of switchbacks, not too steep and easy to get into the rhythm.  It's over before you know it. 

Lisa normally rides flat terrain, so was pretty happy
at the sign post.  A converted climber ?
                  

The run down from the Coll d' Honor is super smooth and quite long. We pass stunning green lush valleys and huge rock formations.  I am feeling blessed to be here.  
Dave is very happy 😃
We finish just as the big groups are heading up, it's hot.
Beautiful coffee n' cake in Alaro to finish.  
  





















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