If you are one of the people who has to see all the “attractions” of a country in a single trip and you love trips scheduled until the last second, these paragraphs do not interest you. If, on the other hand, you like to improvise and take the pulse of the daily life of the inhabitants of the places you visit, perhaps you should continue reading.
The bicycle as a means of transportation becomes ideal for the aforementioned purpose. It allows us to follow a human rhythm, to feel the relief of the terrain, the changes in the landscape, the temperature, the humidity... I'm not saying that it doesn't require effort, but in life there are few things worth it that don't require effort.
My cycling trips have always been modest, I have never been away for more than a month. The truth is that I prefer to spend my vacations seeing less, but enjoying more of what I have seen.
One of the things I like most about cycle tourism is that it forces you to interact with people and that is in the end what I take away from the trips, not so much the monuments or attractions and just to show a button.
Now comes a little battle with Grandpa Chives:
Being in Jordan in a tough stage in which we had to climb from the coast of the Dead Sea (-300m above sea level) to the city of Karak (900m above sea level). We carried seven liters of water to save this port under a blazing sun, in principle they should have been enough. My calculations tend to tend toward optimism when it comes to weight carrying. As we climbed the road that went up through an extremely arid landscape, we consumed the precious liquid to avoid dehydration. The climb never ended. My body was beginning to feel the lack of fluid, it was a delicate moment, I was on the verge of collapse. Luckily some houses appeared on the side of the road. I knocked one by one and finally someone opened the door, I asked for water, suddenly we found ourselves sitting in the shade of the trees with a large family, having a Coca-Cola and invited to eat. Even the grandmother who could barely move with a cane came out to talk to us.
This is not an isolated anecdote, practically on every cycling trip I have made I have found good people who have helped me with what they could if they saw me in a hurry or were simply interested in what I was doing and if I needed help.
If 90% of people are good, the remaining 10% have to be very bad to screw up the world we live in so much.
I can only recommend that you try to discover the world with your bikes!!!
by Lot Abraham Bartholomew. Ciclogenesis Partner and Friend.
www.ciclogenesis.es
