I think I’ve found the perfect cycling route and I’m reluctant to tell anyone; I want to keep it mine...
Miracle! A bike-hire shop, open, on a Sunday, we couldn’t believe it! Cordoba, we love you!
This route would have been glorious in the sun. It wasn’t sunny. The mild chain suck that had developed on the way out from Cordoba had worsened and led to several moral sapping, fawlty-esque moments of frustrated anger and futile shaking of fists at whatever Gods were plaguing us.
An opportunity to spend a weeks riding with great friends is never an opportunity to be missed.
A stage of two halves...olives then wheat, scorched earth then mud...
Cordoba is a jewel in the Andalucian crown.