27. April 2004
A great day today, unfolding from the mood of one
your plan for today?", I asked Ronnie after breakfast on Monday, when he
was sitting on the terrace, the map of Mallorca in front of him.
the South, Sa Pobla, Sineu, Petra," he said, and showed me the tour he was
"How many kilometers will this one be?" I asked, not
sure what my limit would be.
"About ninty," he guessed.
even hundred, I thought. And no mountains.
so they fell in place, those ninety kilometres.
were what I needed, without knowing it. Cutting through fields, riding against
the wind, heading towards the horizon, sailing down serpentines, moving up some
more, seeing the sea from afar, and then racing down roads to reach it.
all this together, wheel by wheel. Leaving together, coming back together. Making
it together. Ninety kilometres, six hundred meters in altitude, one huge circle,
completed in three hours ten, in almost thirty per hour.
you feel worn out and you feel new" ~ that is how I tried to put this feeling
in words once, and that is what tours of this kind do. Moving you on a deeper
level, while you move through all those places, while you pass through all those
good journeys do: making a difference.
Part 10: Cruising