Before telling the chronicle I would like to thank my traveling companions Joaquin "experts", Charly, Hugo "Goat Pasodoble", "Trinka", "Fran", Isabel, Pedro Aguado, Pedro father, Pedro "Cansa wolves, "Eugenio" Entoligao "Carlos, Adolfo" paraphernalia "," Josete "and Adri" Leoncito ", for making me spend a few moments so good not just cycling, but also living together. This has made the trip very doubly special. The record I will break in deliveries will update as I have time. I know that those who have not participated in this adventure as they find it hard, but I am convinced that we have been like us recall all the time.
Day 1.
06/25/2010 5:45 am was the time chosen to leave for France, the group of Torrijos stood in front of the house of Adolfo, who was there on time you enter for once and expect to arrive with their passengers Joaquín. All faced more or less sleep and talking to Hugo 120 words per minute (it's amazing how this man can talk that way at that time). Hugo gave us a "walkie" to go with the car reported as "experts" and arrancaqmos Quismondo direction to unite with the rest of the group. We had not reached the Red Cross when Adrian tells me that takes control of the TV in the kitchen in the hat (I'm still wondering how it got there as command and did not realize that it had been in the hat). After returning the command met with co-Maqueda Quismondo and to move toward our destiny, "Eaux Bonnes" in the Atlantic Pyrenees near the French Pyrénées. You can imagine Hugo and "experts" with a "walkie" type of talks were "... a mum mummy two ...., aaaaaaaaaaah eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh, you are a" tired wolves "and I am going to remove eyes on the Marie Blanque ...". As we arrived at Zaragoza Joaquin enlivening us with a Jacks going for the "walkie" until a roundabout, we see that Peter slows down to stop, get off the car before we were placed beside the road a table 2x1 with chairs and before the table was Carlos with ham in the ham perfectly arranged by slicing, cutting father Peter and cheese tacos plenty of cold beers on top of the board, it really was "Guinness record." It was about 10:15 in the morning and we were eating early so that we do not weigh the gut in our ascension to the Marie Blanque. We picked up and followed the road trip to Portalet, we went into the Pyrenees and the landscape changed radically until we started to climb through to the top of Panticosa Portalet where we stopped to take some pictures. After this stop only we had a long descent of 28 kilometers on a beautiful valley and up to Eaux Bonnes that was the town where our hotel was in the same Aubisque. We arrived at the hotel and as we ubicábamos in our rooms, Pedro Aguado remember that he has left his boots in Torrijos, luckily coves were consistent with those of France and were able to leave. Before moving here, I want to thank Fran, Isabel and Peter's father for their invaluable logistical support and willingness to help other that we were going, without them the trip would not have been far less the same. Once unloaded the luggage, we went down to Laruns and after a few miles of flat and we started climbing Bielle way to the "Col de Marie Blanque," was the first of the climbs we had planned. The port of 11.5 miles, climbed by its eastern side is the softest, but the first five kilometers are of considerable hardness with ramps of several hundred meters above the 10% to pass the town Bilhères then find a clearing with a beautiful meadow to soften after his coronation to 1035 meters above sea level with slopes ranging from 6 to 2%. Profile and your route you can see the following:
After the rise and now back in Eaux Bonnes, we went to some hot springs that were next to the hotel where we relax our legs and we took a great massage with jets. Then we changed for dinner and see the victory of Spain to Chile to go to sleep the next day prontito presented hard.
Day 2. 26/06/2010 Although I put the alarm clock at 7:30, did not play, I think not only me, because at 6:30 and were Adolph and Eugene in the courtyard of the Hotel chatting and watching the first cyclist who was beginning the ascent to Aubisque at about 6:45. Adri and we wake up our outfits ready to fight with the "Coles" in the Pyrenees. The first member of the expedition see the hallway is Perita, asked "What about tonight?" and he says "I have not slept all night, I spent half the snoring hearing Hugo and the other half heard him shit ...", seemed that the day did not start what they say round for some. After a generous breakfast and 100 meters of descent, that is almost "door gayola", received the first of the two ports "hors categorie" of the day, the Aubisque, a port from Eaux Bonnes has 13 km with a constant slope close to 8%. According to Peter pill is the most beautiful port you have uploaded it in the Pyrenees, and the truth is that the rise is precious. We climbed the "tran tran" knowing that the journey was long and enjoy the scenery with a very pleasant temperature. In the ski resort of Gourette some we made a stop to shoot some photos with a series of peaks still snow in the background. We continue our ascent to the peak located at 1709 meters above sea level and there for us we regroup all the obligatory pictures with the bikes giant poster with the port. The atmosphere at the top and throughout the tour was fantastic, with cyclists of all ages and nationalities enjoying the sport and landscape. We started the decline of the port through the famous tunnel without light and face a small rise of about three or four miles to the Soulor cabbage. After a long descent would have about 20 miles to Argeles Gazost to go on a road approaching plague that was chopping up Luz-Saint-Sauveur that is booted Tourmalet. Before beginning the ascent Adolfo bought a pallet of cakes of all kinds because they had spent the control of supplies without taking the bag. Then everyone began to climb most important day, the Tourmalet, a port on this side is 19 km climb with an average gradient of 7.4%, a drop of 711 meters to 2115 meters crown elevation. I think it is a port that needs no introduction and that may not be the hardest in the world, but it is the most emblematic. Its average slope is not very high but its length makes it very hard to do, also the last part of the port, from the ski resort of Barèges, is practically devoid of vegetation and makes it look almost like snakes to finish minándote a little moral. That very point was one of those chosen by Fran and Isabel to mount the liquid refreshment I think we all thank you, take a chilly Aquarius in the middle of the climb teine \u200b\u200bno price. Before crown, the port gives you a ramp of about 15% to not forget him. Once above the harbor, the joy is immense and you feel for a moment like the champions that populate the walls of the bar that is at the top. After the photos with the poster of the harbor and the statue of the rider practically started falling because clouds emepzaban to worry and actually was starting to fall and starting to rain. I especially took a shivering that I would handle from one side to another without control. Then down in the village saw that it was not the only one that was freezing cold. Go through Luz-Saint-Sauveur and continue getting rid of the trail until you reach a rest area. In total 115 km of road with two ports of special category. When we stopped the reward prepared as chuletenoes, salads, pasta, etc.. courtesy of Chef Peter's father, will use that occurs with the barbecue. Once the food, the evening Hugo entertained us with the spectacle of the goat in the chair and the paso doble with the megaphone. Impressive as jumping from one chair to the face and moving goat put the "leg" for balance. After car trip back to the hotel, shower and drink the Laruns before going to bed. Altimetry and other data on the route will wear it then but as I forgot the charger from the GPS, I have only recorded data to Arrens Marsous Soulor in decline.
Small chronic Elizabeth (sister of Peter)
Thank you all for making me experience something so special, see crown a father and a son of only 14 large ports France, the joy of seeing the great Tourmalet crown Pedro Aguado, Hugo and Josete.Play of the mouth of "proficient" up the Tourmalet "My burning warrior not let me leave"
Adolfo admirable, always coming up worrying of all, wondering where people went as they were, Adolfo Grande!
My brother Peter will not only weighed the late great Tourmalet ramps, but the responsibility of a job well done. I took 27 years to see my brother on a bicycle and race to race, all very exciting, but this experience has been very emotional and full of feelings that can not be explained, there are q live!
hope I do not take a long time back because I was about to !!!!! A hug
Isabel
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