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Mallorca A Joy To Ride

Spain’s Mallorca is a joy to cycle with friends. A long weekend break in the North of Mallorca proved to be a wonderful break from the rain a cold of London.  I landed in Palma and transferred to Port de Pollença.

My group had already arrived and were already saddling up for a ride out. Some had brought their own bikes but most of us and rented bikes from Pro Cycle which is a stones throw from our hotel.

The bikes had been arranged by Mallorca Cycling Tours  Who guided us on our weekend break. Their knowledge of the island is great and really made our beak enjoyable. They also made sure that everyone rode to their levels.

The weather was just right and even in October suncream wouldn’t of gone a miss. All in all the weekend was a great break and I would highly recommend a cheeky break in Mallorca.



Cycling a mountain is never going to be easy and for that reason alone is why people do it. This weekend I rode Mont Ventoux. This is my second time in taking on the challenge and Friends and colleagues ask what it was like? and if I enjoyed it?

ride the waves of Mont Ventoux

To tell you the truth I ask myself the same question, did I enjoy it? There is no simple answer really. The facts are this. It’s painful to ride 90 kilometres with a lot of those going uphill on a gradient of anywhere between 6% to 11% and being in the saddle for six hours takes its toll. So the answer to the question “Whats it’s like” In simple terms, Painful. The second part of the question. Did I enjoy it?. Yes, I love it. It’s challenging in a stunning setting. I love the Alps, I love the mountain and I love the weather. Riding along the French countryside with the smell of Jasmin and rapeseed is heaven. I love the food, in particular, the bread and finally, I love the feeling of adventure and the unknown.

If you fancy taking on the ride next year you can book yourself a place by going to this website http://www.grandtrophee.fr/index.php





I stole this article from The London Cyclist and just had to share. The article has been taken from a new book by Nick Moore  

How to be a mindful cyclist


Illustration of a cyclist riding up a hill


Half man, half bike

“The divide between ourselves and the bike becomes blurred. We provide the basic power, but it’s the bike that converts it into motion. Together, we comprise a single, biomechanical entity, in a partnership based on interdependence and mutual benefit. Without our power, the bike simply stands still (or falls over). Without a bike, we’re limited to the speed and range imposed by our own limbs, genes and metabolism. It makes us, in a word, superhuman.”


“Avoiding hills is a bit like going out only on sunny days; there’s nothing wrong with it, but it is to miss out on a crucial dimension of cycling, and life. Mindfulness requires us to tune into one thing – usually our breathing. Happily, this is also the key to riding uphill, so every climb can truly become a meditation. Regulate your breathing and your legs will find their own rhythm. Feel your diaphragm rising and falling, steady and powerful. Try consciously ‘inhaling’ the road, physically pulling it towards you with each in-breath, then use the out-breath to push yourself forward. As in yoga, maintaining a steady, focused gaze ahead aids concentration. Fix your eyes on a spot on the road about a bike’s length ahead, and what lies beyond ceases to exist, or matter.”

The wind

“The wind is not an opponent, or some malevolent force out to spoil our fun. It is simply the movement of air between areas of higher and lower pressure. It has no agenda or intent, bears us no ill will. It merely obeys the higher laws of energy and motion: we cannot control it or conquer it through clever kit or clothing. What we can do instead is feel it, embrace it and learn from it as a natural, ever-present part of the ride.”

Illustration of a cyclist happily riding through the rain

The rain

“Riding in a biblical downpour is not especially pleasant or pleasurable. Neither is it fun in any conventional sense. But is is deeply, viscerally real. On a bike, you’re completely encompassed – from above by the rain falling on you, from below by the spray fountaining up from the wheels, and from all sides by the slipstream of passing vehicles. There comes a point where you can’t get any wetter. To give into this, to accept and embrace it, brings its own kind of pleasure: a physical and mental unshackling from deep-seated inhibitions, fears and prejudices. You are truly at one with the weather, fierce and indomitable, a force of nature in your own right. Any lingering feelings of misery or dejection are banished. You are self-sufficient, truly alive and discovering the true, perhaps unexpected, extent of your own physical and mental resilience. By accepting whatever the elements throw at us, we grow as cyclists, and as people.”

The puncture

“Few things are more dispiriting than a puncture. To observe and accept this turn of events without judgement demands a singular effort of will, the more so if it’s raining. However, I’ve slowly learned that a flat can be a kind of meditation, and bring new and positive insights into the cycling life. For instance, consider how amazingly frequently punctures don’t happen. A few millimetres of rubber stand between the precious, pressurised air that makes cycling possible, and the numberless sharp objects trying to rob us of it. That these often unseen enemies succeed so rarely is almost miraculous.

“Perhaps most importantly, dealing with a puncture restores a sense of self-reliance and self-sufficiency we’re rapidly losing in today’s hi-tech world. Any automotive problem more serious than a flat battery usually means a trip to the local garage; similarly, if something shuts down or goes haywire in your phone, computer or washing-machine, it almost inevitably requires professional intervention. A picture is one thing we’re still able to fix ourselves, using basic tools and inexpensive parts we can carry with us. Sore thumbs, oil-stains and arriving home a bit later than planned are a small price to pay for the warm sense of self-sufficiency that comes from getting yourself and your faithful companion back on the road. From disaster, triumph; from defeat, victory; from despair, hope and faith renewed.”

The mind

“Cycling trains the mind as well as the body, making it stronger and more resilient. Overcoming hills, bad weather, mechanical problems, close encounters with cars – all require us to draw on our reserves of fortitude, patience, hardiness and courage. Just as exceeding our muscles capacity makes them stronger, so stretching our mental resources helps them grow in size and power – a training that equips us for life itself.”

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