Oh was I stoked for this day. We had made it all in one piece to Pinar and I knew we would reach our destination. My route planning on Google maps proved feasible!
Even though locals warned us about the hilly ride, we felt strong and ready to take it on. We'd ridden the California coast and comparatively, this was a piece of cake.
It was a misty morning, cooler, thanks to the rainstorm the night before.
We arrived in Viñales with no issues, amazing views of the amazing mountain formations on the ride in. The place is known for it's natural beauty - you can venture into the caves or atop the mountains. Once we got settled, we headed out adventuring and met an Argentinian man who became our third wheel for a while. We walked through tobacco fields, munched on sugarcane and found a cave full of bats. Cristina was too chicken to enter.
This was by far the most touristy place we'd been and one day was enough. The best part was as night. We were walking home from a crumby salsa bar and three older men with instruments were headed in our direction. We maybe exchanged ten words before the men started in a fully harmonized version of Veinte Años. Sarah and I were singing and it was like a dream (this was one of the songs we sang at our fundraiser). We met the men later, they were still wandering around like apparitions and we asked to sing more songs. We all sat down on a bench in the plaza with the cool night breeze upon us. They started playing, then left us alone on the bench with their instruments while they went to go buy rum in tetra packs.
The next morning we dropped off our beloved bikes who served us so well to Juan Silvio's friend. As fate would happen, the turquoise bike I rode for seven days had a flat tire. Just in time! The bikes performed so very well throughout the trip and for that we were very grateful.
Even though locals warned us about the hilly ride, we felt strong and ready to take it on. We'd ridden the California coast and comparatively, this was a piece of cake.
It was a misty morning, cooler, thanks to the rainstorm the night before.
We arrived in Viñales with no issues, amazing views of the amazing mountain formations on the ride in. The place is known for it's natural beauty - you can venture into the caves or atop the mountains. Once we got settled, we headed out adventuring and met an Argentinian man who became our third wheel for a while. We walked through tobacco fields, munched on sugarcane and found a cave full of bats. Cristina was too chicken to enter.
The next morning we dropped off our beloved bikes who served us so well to Juan Silvio's friend. As fate would happen, the turquoise bike I rode for seven days had a flat tire. Just in time! The bikes performed so very well throughout the trip and for that we were very grateful.
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