The Leaving Party

The Leaving Party

Party and the off

We're off again on our travels!!!
After months of thinking about it, formulating the plan, booking our flights and last minute packing we were in need of a farewell party with a fine mix of Tod harriers, Calderdale tri club members and West Mount Vets staff. The theme was Heros and Villains, creating a good opportunity to get the fancy dress box out. Mr and Mrs Incredible hosted the party with fine attendences from Dangermouse, Trinity, Bonnie and Clyde, Calamity Jane and Wyatt Earp (or was it Woody from Toy Story), Number 1, Santa, The one and only miniture hero and may more.
Two weeks since the party now and our Bikes and bags are packed. A marathon has been run and we are ready to go......

Sunday 1 April 2012

Sound Advice.

27th March 


Again not much urgency this morning, and another late start. Sarah decided to go and have a chat with the owner to see if she could find out about camping further on the road. The out come was "No camping" and why not take this road? After a little debate we decided that we should take this alternative route.
When I said Gareth looked like a startled rabbit, he took it to heart..
The first part was tarmac and then the second was dirt, very good dirt according to the camp owner. We first had to go up a long hill which is my least favourite way of starting a ride, but once this was done it flattened out a little. The tarmac section was nice and quiet and time went quickly and the scenery was stunning. Part of the day was spent riding towards volcano Osorno, we'd seen this volcano after Christmas and it had an amazing snow cap, but during the time since we'd last seen it, the snow was now looking rather thin on top. The down side to this view was the fact it meant that we were getting close to the dirt track. When we did arrive at the turning we sat down and had some lunch, whilst enjoying this peace and quiet a lorry pulled up and asked US! for directions. Sarah said something in Spanish and I stood there looking pretty. The break was soon over and the rough ride was in hand.
Good ripio my A***! Sarah will disagree with me, but I have felt better the only god send to the potential long rough road was, some genius had tarmaced the final section and this made me feel so much better.
Volcano Osorno was now out of sight, but we did get to see Volcano Puyhue steaming away in the distance, a very cool sight.
The plan was to get to a campsite for the night, but as we were cycling out to where we knew there was one, Sarah mentioned about wild camping. I dismissed it as we had already agreed on a campsite. As we rode along the road though I gave this some thought and decided that, not only would we save money, it would probably be a lot quieter too. So the search was on. I soon spotted a likely looking spot and it fitted the hole perfectly. A beach front pitch with on-suite and fresh fruit and beautiful views. Most importantly of all though, just us.




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