Tag: Bicycle

  • From Spanish rain to surprise half-marathons

    From Spanish rain to surprise half-marathons

    Hello, dear readers! It’s time for yet another monthly recap of my failed successes. But wait, this time I’m actually on schedule with my monthly update! Let’s dive into my past mishaps and the future ones I’m eagerly planning. The Spanish Rain Festival (That Was Supposed to Be a Cycling Camp) I never mentioned my…

  • New bikes, old walls: A winter training story

    New bikes, old walls: A winter training story

    Ah, winter. That magical season when my cycling adventures primarily consist of staring at my walls while pedaling nowhere on an indoor trainer for 1-4 hours at a time. After a few thousand hours of this riveting entertainment, I can confidently map out every crack in my ceiling. But fear not, dear readers, there’s more…

  • Splashdance: Riding the Croatian wave

    Splashdance: Riding the Croatian wave

    I may have spoken too soon in my previous post, as the day morphed into an unexpected escapade. Friends on the same island, in a village nearby, nagged me into visiting, arguing that biking 18 km with a 3 km hill was somehow easier than driving. Thus, I dusted off my bike, only to discover…

  • Blackout on two wheels

    Blackout on two wheels

    The grand finale of my epic ride arrived, but not without my sunscreen staging a coup, drenching both bag and gear. Thus, what began as an early morning quickly morphed into a mundane Friday. While on a fruitless quest for a breakfast that never was, I was intercepted by a fellow Slovenian cyclist. His brisk…

  • Pedals, pooches and peaks

    Pedals, pooches and peaks

    It finally happened, I got an early start before 8:00, aiming for some serene pedal time before the sun claimed the day. The morning was refreshingly cooler, but a new challenge trotted onto the scene: dogs. Apparently, in Croatia, letting guard dogs roam free to chase random cyclists is still in vogue. Throughout the day,…

  • Gone with the windy

    Gone with the windy

    It seems my gut had a premonition this morning that the day would unfold like a beautifully written joke at my expense, though reality often crafts worse punchlines than any writer could conjure. Mounting the bicycle was an ordeal. It appeared I had finally tapped into some elusive rest, but alas, it was time to…

  • Day 12: Twist and shout – The final leg

    Day 12: Twist and shout – The final leg

    The night was full of dark and terrors, practically synonymous with rain and cold for me. Waking to the chilly air and a spread of food that would put any hotel breakfast buffet to shame, I sipped my coffee, savored my meal, and packed for the day ahead, the final stretch before my own bed…

  • Day 10: A series of unfortunate downpours

    Day 10: A series of unfortunate downpours

    Never again. What a day. Woke up to rain and seriously considered becoming a hermit until the skies cleared. After obsessively checking the weather forecast and rain radar more times than I’d care to admit, I convinced myself to venture out. I spotted a three-hour break in the clouds, seemingly enough time to tackle the…

  • Day 9: Cloudy with a chance of schnitzel

    Day 9: Cloudy with a chance of schnitzel

    The morning kicked off dark and gloomy, only to be swiftly upstaged by a sun that couldn’t resist making a dramatic entrance. My enthusiasm resurfaced briefly. As soon as I hit Salzburg, a city that’s actually earned a spot on my shortlist of likes, the weather pulled a 180 (360 for those good with math).…

  • Day 8: Sun, schnitzel and peaks

    Day 8: Sun, schnitzel and peaks

    I got the latest start yet, but being a bit ahead in the schedule, it hardly mattered. It turns out, parting from family and a hearty breakfast is tougher than leaving a random hotel. From dawn, the sun was blazing, and I was roasting all day, slapping on sunscreen like basting a rotisserie chicken. Today’s…

  • Day 7: Fast & Familial

    Day 7: Fast & Familial

    A full week flew by in a flash. Today, the odometer hit a cool 1000 km. So, almost half of the total is done, yet it still feels like I’ve barely begun, like I’ve only posted about 2% of the total. On day 7, I spiced up the route with a few extra kilometers to…

  • Day 6: Off-route adventures

    Day 6: Off-route adventures

    Last night, I cozied up with a symphony of rain as my white noise, praying it would clock out by morning. As luck would have it, it did clock out but not without dropping a thick fog as its foggy farewell gift. As predicted, the sun burst through, busy clearing the foggy mess, so I…