The sound of an approaching engine stirs us out of sleep. Still drowsy I search for the headlamp around the mat and when its reddish light illuminates the interior of the mountain refuge I realize that the night has fully fallen outside.
A bunch of panniers hangs on both sides of the bicycles. Most of the space is taken up by camping props and clothing, while the rest is made up of essential equipment and food supplies for several weeks.
Not in vain had the arrival of autumn been announced. It happened after a particularly cold night, when the highest mountain peaks appeared covered in snow (...)
Beginning of August in the Cantabrian Mountains, weeks of extremely hot weather. We start walking at sunrise, climbing up and down the hills while the heat (...)