Won't be getting any higher, at least not on this trip. On the Cime de la Bonette.

Riding mountains gives me a crazy high, the combination of exercise and the views that come up. There are places where you can get similar views "for free", without the work, but for me the feeling does not really compare.

In the background Erg Chebbi, the highest and largest sand dunes of Morocco, N. Africa: the dunes spread over an area of near 200 km2 (28 x 7 km) and are 150 meters high
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This "sauna" weather isn't the best for bikepacking, I had to take breaks pretty often. There is cherry season so you always find "reason" to stop for some "snack".

cross-posted from: https://discuss.tchncs.de/post/17281060

Hello,

I have an ELEMNT BOLT V2 GPS BICYCLE COMPUTER. Now I'm planning a longer bike tour with breaks. The bike computer stays on. Can you turn off the bolt to save power and then reactivate it to continue recording?

Best regards

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This is a bit of an older link, don't think he updated in a while. I still have a look at it every once in a while.

Ultralight with little money, taken to the extreme (bubble wrap sleeping pad anyone?). I think he has some really good ideas and interesting thoughts, also like his humor.

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overlooking silicon valley from the west with just a water bottle (hiked half the way, it was a trail too sketchy for these tyres)

Oh my gody guys and girls. I am beyond hyped right now, two days into riding the Pyrenees west to east.

I started my pyrenees route yesterday from St. Jean de Luz on the atlantic coast. I thought road cycling was popular in spain, but here in this french town - and i'm trying to be accurate here - i saw about a hundred roadies riding out into the mountains this morning. Crazy.

It is a beautiful sunny saturday, i feel like it's the first really warm day while i am cycling on this trip, it's 25° - which was basically the temperature i expected all along. The route for the day would take me over two smaller passes, but starting from sea level it's still a lot to climb. First pass is the Puerto de Oxtondo, it's not very spectacular and has some traffic, totally forgot about motorbikers. On the way to the pass i cross into spain, the downhill is sweet and at some point i turn east to climb up the Izpegiko or Col d'Ispeguy, a border pass after which i'll be back on the french side of the basque country. That one is much nicer, hardly any traffic. A guy touring with a cargo bike comes zipping down as i climb up, waving happily. On top of the pass is a bar, i have a drink, then sit on the grass to eat a banana and some cookies and enjoy the view. There's horses around and one cute baby horse comes up to me, i pet it a bit and it keeps demanding more. It starts to nibble on my tshirt. I try to hush it away, it's been hanging around for a while. Then it starts to nibble on my forkbag. Eventually it lets go of my stuff and licks the cylinders of a motorbike. Horses i guess.

About to descend the Izpegiko

Downhill is gorgeous and i roll into St Jean Pied de Port, a major starting town for the camino crowd. I check in on the municipal campsite, whole bunch of cycle tourers there (hikers too), i assume most of them are doing the camino too. I go into town to eat at a bar and befriend an american guy, we decide to share a table, he was also waiting for a free table. He is going to start walking the camino the next day.

Back in my tent i plan my route for the next day, as i have already went off the track i had originally planned.

I start right in time to when the carrefour supermarket opens, i buy food for 2 and a half days because it seems like i won't pass anything really. Turns out i just had the food type poi's disabled in my navigation app.

It is going to be 17° and cloudy today, but the wind isn't cold so it feels kinda good. I'll be heading into the Irati forest. As i'm riding towards my first climb there's a sign that says col d'iraty 17 km at 5.7 %. That sounds alright. My plan is to ride only about two thirds of it, then go onto what looks like a hiking track, then do a little river crossing onto a mountainbike route. A sign comes up 17.5 km to the col, next 500m will average 11%. I guess that'll only make the rest a bit milder. But it turns out the whole climb isn't very even and i started a climb that will average almost 10% for the next 9km. If i had had a look at the grades yesterday evening, i'm sure i'd have found a different route. The climb is really moody and cloudy, but i still enjoy it, there's a whole lot of vultures dipping in and out of the clouds, which looks amazing, very calm climb too, just a few roadies and a couple RVs.

Climbing up the Burdinkurutxetako

The climb has some kind of pre-pass, it goes by the snappy name "Burdinkurutxetako", it is basically where the steep section ends and i will turn onto the hiking track. It is super beautiful forest, i ride along the creek. There comes a section that looked like hike-a-bike, but i am able to "ride" down, walking speed and one foot on the ground kinda. Then i am at the river crossing. I gues this is the first actual river crossing i did. Water is above knee high in parts. There are diagonal rocky furrows in parts that look super sketchy, all the rocks are covored with algae too. I find a spot with hardly any furrows, do a test walk to the other side. It's pretty damn slippery and the current kinda strong. I decide to carry over bags and bike seperately. I bring two bags at once, i think having one hand free could be helpful. Last i bring over the bike, which is way easier.

About to cross. There is a big toad hidden in this picture, i guess it's really hard to find, whoever finds it will get an upvote

I don't know if the it was the right call to cross the river 7 times (incl. test walk) or if i should have just gone with the complete bike. Maybe the current would have been worse with the bags, but it felt really stable with the bike as an extra post. While i'm fooling around with my crap by the river, the sun comes out. On the other side of the river is a picnic table and i eat some waffles and try to let my sandals dry. River crossing was also a border crossing, i am back on the spanish side now.

Then i get onto the mtb track, which is really a gravel road. It gets cloudy again, and i ride a climb way into the clouds, then a real fun downhill out of the clouds, then climb back into the clouds again. On top of the climb is a hikers bar, open on the weekend. I drink a coke on the terrasse, which should have a fantastic view but it's all in the clouds. The plan is to go like some 20km more, but fiddling around with my phone i see that there's a refugio just 2km further up a road. It is a bit early, but the sun breaks through the clouds again, i can see into the mountains and think that would be real sweet. The clouds move real fast, i get a view for 20 seconds and then it's all just fog again. And then a view again. I order two beers at the bar, one of them to go, some crisps and another bottle of water. The bar closes at 6, i ride up up to the refugio and get a glimpse of really great views and i start to get super fucking high on my trip. Cycle touring is the best.

The refugio is again a bit shoddy, but i place a chair outside of it, sheltered from the wind and eat some crisps, drink the other beer, watch birds of preyg, enjoy the view and start writing a post for lemmy.

Chilling at the refugio

At 8 o'clock i am covered in clouds, the wind picks up and it gets cold, but in the refugio it's warm, someone has made a fire here today, the warmth comes from the fireplace. I cook some pasta, then some tea, have a look outside but it's still all clouds.

I am sending this the day after, there was no connection in the refugio. Morning was still all clouds, but i descended out of them already. On the descend i remembered what i wanted to buy last week at Decathlon in Pamplona: Gloves.

I’ve wanted to get into bikepacking for years, but I’ve always been concerned about how I’d be able to ride for multiple days. I was on a cycling team in college and the longest ride I’ve done is about 70 miles, after which I was toast and my butt was really sore. Obviously this is different than bike touring, but it still makes me wonder how others do it.

Do you take a lot of breaks throughout the day? Or is it more just conditioning yourself and building “callouses” (for lack of a better word haha). I’m pretty sure my pelvic bones are positioned right on my saddle, but maybe I need a different one.

A shake down ride to make sure everything is in order. Needs a little more air in the forks, and I need to add lights to my list, otherwise all good.

3 punctures, all in different places so not the rim or anything, just bad luck.

I gained a travel companion en route to Paris. We both camped near Dieppe the first night, then we both stayed at the Cyclist Halte in Dampierre-en-bray, so we decided to travel together. It was really nice having a companion for the first half of the trip. They are 64 and have done a lot tours and taught me lots of neat tricks and how people toured before GPS, which saved me a lot of battery in the end. They were using a Brompton folding bike as they came over from Canada (see pictures)

After Paris, I got the train to Calais and cycled the Euro Velo 4 route along the coast back to Paris. I didn't know the fast trains require bike bags, I thought there were lots of options to get to Calais, but in the end it was one of two regional trains that you can just walk bikes onto, and I had just missed the early one, so got to Calais to late to ride that day. The next day was rainy, and I did my 50 mile quota plus about 30 more to make up for losing time the day before. However the next day was gale strength head winds, I tried my hardest to get to Dieppe so I could make the ferry in the morning, but I just ran out of energy 30 miles short, and had to give in. I booked a ferry for the following day instead and took the last 30 miles at a relaxing pace to recoup.

My rear brake was broken. It failed going down a few hills and I had to foot brake to stop. I could temporarily fix it, but it would stop working again after a while, and I had to keep fiddling with it before going down a big hill. Need to get it fixed at a shop before any more tours.

Arriving in Dieppe:

A view of Normandy on the Avenue Verte:

Gisors:

Camping in Dangu:

Travel companions:

Some cool wall art:

A coastal town view:

She said she planned to travel to Norway pulling this little bicycle caravan! We met her in Dangu, about 50 miles ride NE of Paris. I hope she is enjoying herself and not working too hard to pull it along.

After Paris I got the train to Calais to ride back to Dieppe. I got to Calais to late to cycle as intended, so I found a campsite, then went for a walk down the beach, and found a pretty cool bunker, where the sand beneath it had been blown away. I don't know who it is that was sat inside it, they invited me over to sit with them, but it was late, and I am not that brave..

I've been doing some rail trails on the "green roads" (routes vertes) to visit my parents for the last three weekends and I stopped at the park for overnights as I didn't want to cycle the full 140 km in one shot and then back. It's getting greener!

The Yamaska National Park is a small park located around a reservoir in southern Québec. From there it's possible to access multiple rail trails and "linear parks" going in all directions.

More pictures in the comments.

Was cycling one of those small access roads that straddle the very large main roads. There was a wall between that and the main road. A police van and fire engine were blocking the road, and it was cordoned off with tape. I went on the pavement, very slowly, walking pace. But the municipal police stopped me and asked for my passport. I didnt know what was going on so I just gave it to them, I should have said I dont have it with me. So they fined me. I dont really know the rules in paris, I asked them but they didnt explain them to me. My travel companion did the exact same thing as me, but wasnt fined. I feel like it was entrapment a little bit. Also, it took a while, so I smoked a cigarette, knowing this policeman was an arse I knew better than to toss the butt on the floor. But I had to put the thing out on the floor rather than my own bare skin, and the bastard tried to fine me for that even as a was putting the butt in mp pannier pocket.

I have a really long and complicated address through living in a tower block in london, and the guy seemed to struggle with logging it and it seemed like he eventually gave up on his third attempt to write it, as I spelled it very fast trying to blur as much detail in my accent, he said I have your name thats enough. So hopefully I dont even receive the fine. But I think I am considering not paying it, since im not french, and that guy was an arsehole.

Has anyone been fined in france? is it the kind of thing that will make it difficult to come back here if I dont pay it?

But ill post them when im home. Text update instead for now.

Stayed at a campsite in the end after I got off the ferry. Had to leave the campsite in uk in a rush to get to the ferry port for 8am, so going with a campsite when I got to dieppe was worth it even if just for the shower. Beautiful site about 10km along the avenue verte route just where the old train track starts. Cheap pitch, €13 with a can of coke, so about €11 to camp. Cant remember the name but it translates to two rivers I think.

Had a neighbour from canada that first night. We are both pitching at the halte cycliste in dampierre en bray tonight. An amazing facility, toilet, tap water, electronics charging, a japan-esque vending machine filled with meals prepared at a local restuarant and a microwave to heat them, and best of all you can pitch for free between 7pm and 8am. I will share photos of the facilities when im back. Its almost exactly one third of the way from dieppe to paris so a perfect first stop if anyone chooses to tackle avenue verte over 3 days.

Not sure where I will stay tomorrow, just going to wing it, I might stop short of my planned quota and make it up the next day, otherwise there is a forest somewhere after gisors that I might be able to wildcamp in. I will see how many distractions I encounter tomorrow and decide nearer the time. I did my 50 miles today with plenty of time to relax before tents are even allowed to be put up for wild camping anyway..

I didn't check the route and miss the second defensive line near Pohořelice so no bunkers this time.

Because of high solar activity there was aurora visible even at my location. But my Samsung ai did heavy lifting there it looked more like light smog.

Second photo is of last building still standing after construction of our nuclear plant and demolition of 3 vilages.

The third photo is of stream crossing that really suprased me, steep downhill then breaks, off the bike to check for rocks to not end up in it.

I don't take much photos so this is all I got.

I've just finished packing up my bike, and I'm looking forward to leaving in the morning :)

Weather doesn't look great once I get to France, but fingers crossed I get some sun or some dry patches at the least ..

Had to make a last minute alteration to my trip: I had planned to do the first leg of the trip by train from London to Newhaven. My ferry leaves at 9am on Tuesday, but I just learned that I am not allowed on a train towards Brighton with my bike before 10am (I always thought this was 7-10am, and I had hoped to get the train at 6am). So now instead I will cycle the official London to Brighton route (my first time doing the official route), get a train to Newhaven and hopefully find somewhere to camp before I go get the ferry in the morning.

I will find a spot to camp near Dieppe in the evening after I get into France, then start the official Avenue Verte route toward Paris - I think it's about 150 miles on the French side, and I plan to take it easy and just get 50 miles in a day, so I can enjoy myself on the way and take a look around the towns I will be passing, or just find a nice patch by a river to sit down at with my book. I have 3 nights booked at a campsite near Paris to do a bit of tourism and wash my underwear at a laundrette, then I'll be taking Donald Hirsch's shorter route back to Dieppe - only 120 miles or so, which I will do only 40 miles per day toward, hopefully leaving me rested enough to tackle the 100 mile segment of the official Avenue Verte route from Newhaven back to London on the British side. I have a friend who lives in Tunbridge Wells which is near the halfway point of this last leg, so if I'm lucky, he will be home, and give me an excuse to break that part of the trip into two days by way of a shower and a trip to a pub, but otherwise I might just try and finally finish my first one-day century (closest was return trip from Amsterdam, Harwich port to my place in London got to 97 miles, and I refuse to count it as having done one :P )

It's my first tour this year, with a much longer and more challenging one coming up in June! I'll be back with pictures soon :)

I am looking for new rear rack. I currently have old rack that I got with my first bike (about 20 years ago) so it shows its age.

I considered 2 options:

• aluminum rack

• cheaper option, they are everywhere

• CrMo steel rack

• durability, weight, less probability of corrosion of my CrMo frame.

So if you have some specific suggestions I would like to read them. I was looking at Tubus racks (grand tour and Logo) and some Decathlon options.

(Title picture is from yesterday in the Parque Natural Sierra de Castril, narrow single track only went for a couple 100m but a good occasion to take a photo and make me look like a badass)

A week in and it's been really great so far. I started in Malaga, stayed a day longer than i wanted to because it was harder to find a fitting gas canistrr than i yhought. The third Decathlon (at the airport) finally had one. I also picked up a windbreaker there because i felt that the wind was really cold but the sun really strong, too warm for my rain jacket. Was a good idea, used it a lot already. From there went into the mountains then down to Granada where i made an early rest day, had a pension for 25€ a night in the heart of the city and wanted to have a look around. Early rest day was also good because i was not in shape at all (last cycled in ocyober really, other than running errands at home), and the first days were pretty tough with lots of climbing and steep grades.

I feel like the grades here may generally a bit steeper than what i know from elsewhere, maybe i am imagining it though due to my form.

• Cycling out of Granada. If you enhance the jpg enough, you can see a crystal clear Alhambra

Went back into the mountains on what i believe is a part of the badlands race route, very lonely and beautiful. Went on through the Gorafe desert. It was drizzling

• Gorafe desert

In the desert there were quite some people, motorbikers, vans. Not too bad though. In the weird sandy riverbed (?) at the bottom of it seemed to be a small cycling race going on. After a river crossing i was all alone again for a good while in amazing landscapes.

Yesterday i went into the parque from the title picture all day along this hiking track. Only at the bottom of it i saw some hikers, the rest of the day i was aline. Slept in one of the refugios up there on the high plateau, it was so good because it is getting really cold in the mountains. It was drizzling, really windy and i was freezing. So happy that i have mu stove with me to eat something hot, also earlier just make a coffee break and wait out the rain. So good when there's no infrastructure around.

• My bike in the refugio. Somehow looks like great weather outside in this photo :)

Refugio also had a water pump. This morning it was real cold again, the nights in the mountains were like 3-5° which i did not really expect tbh. It was raining and i descended. Fucking ice cold hands, cold everything. After about 15km downhill i finally made it to a village, where i hung around in a cafe, eating tostadas con tomate and drinking tea and coffee. Rain kept raining and i didn't want to go back up on the hiking tracks, so i made up a new route to the next village on my original route where i could take a room. Cycled through the rain on mostly asphalt, which was nice for a change, the road was also super calm, met like three cars on 40 km of riding. Beautiful views too.

• Through the trees you can see the village where i'm at now. Every lemmy user here in Siles is invited to as much beer as you can drink, pm me for details :)

So i got a room here now. Somehow the sun is coming out, weather report said it'd rain all day, heavy in the evening. Next two days it's gonna rain too.

I am waiting for a restaurant to open, which is only ever after 8. So i have time to kill writing this post, haha.

The whole 'no dinner before 8' really is not great for my touring time table. Also the siesta fucked me over a few times. I hope i will get used to it.

All the stuff i am taking on a two month trip, including bags, the clothes i am wearing, excluding my phone and an actual book which i plan to send home though. Hope i didn't miss something, but i think i should be good. Leaving my chair at home this time.

Checked in my bubble wrapped my bike and waiting for my plane to southern spain.