The best cycling route so far

Wanting to explore the southern side of the Tramuntana mountains, Dave spent some time, designing our route, ensuring we could get through the outer suburbs of Palma.  And what a route it was.  This was an unforgettable ride, our best so far.   

The day started with a 5km ride down to the Inca train station where we boarded the train, for the quick trip into the suburbs of Palma, for the start of our ride proper.





We climb steady out of Palma basin into the lush green Mountains, riding through small villages, the main hub of Andratx, until we hit the Mediterranean Sea, and wow, wow.

We are riding high above the ocean, through amazing engineered tunnels, terraced fields, almond trees, beautiful stone clad villages, along the incredibly beautiful famous Tramuntana coastal road.

The sea is calm, the wind is cool but its sunny.



We come across a cafe/restaurant perched high on the cliffs, over looking the sea and have to stop for a coffee break. We order some hot potatoes, but they come covered in sauce, Yuk. At least the coffee was good.

Feeling very happy with the day and this route, both agreeing it's been the best ride so far on this amazing island.

Yes there is lots of climbing but the scenery, the camaraderie with all the other riders out there, enjoying it with you, takes any pain away from the legs.  Everyone is happy, smiles all around at stops.

    

The return ride is pure joy, open winding flowing                                                        bends, I much prefer to the tight switchbacks, of the previous days and before you know it, you're back negotiating through the suburbs of Palma.  

And it's busy, we have several large round about to get through, with multiple off ramps, trucks, cars and motorbikes all working to get to their destinations.  

We come to one..............Oh shit, I yell, Dave yells, stay close Ang.......stick with me.........And like Moses parting the Red Sea, I have cars on both sides of me, but they part and we make our way across.

We laughed once we were on our ramp, that was amazing.  It would never happen in Sydney, there would be horns blowing, fists out of windows and all sort of abuse thrown at you.

I have to say, it has been a wonderful surprise here, the cars are very courteous to cyclists.  




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