long herds unprepared (for the bike in this case) the night before! I finally returned to the mess, has been confirmed today.
This morning at 8.00 o'clock Miguel was left with Angel Guilló , his brother Daniel and Fran, brother of Miguel Angel. At 8.5 to Santi (a fixture in all lineups) and 8:10 am with the group of Pascual Molero, with whom I shared the latest edition of Green Routes. Ie had managed to make a small squad, we were 8 riders in total, although for different reasons we are soon divided into two groups (divide and rule, much truth in just three words.) So finally we have been Santi Diaz, Miguel Angel and me.
We decided on a route up a short distance (about 35 kms.) Although yes, with brief but intense hills, not the oven for many buns (at least mine), I still have left advice by the criterion of Santi, who always manages to surprise me with his extraordinary knowledge and overall field of Elche its almost infinite ways.
So we climbed the interminable hill Ferriol Road and we turned to a newly built golf course, we have crossed illegally from their paved roads and have gone to the tail of Pant d'Elx. It was from this point, where the route of Sunday October 18 has acquired its own personality. The tistemente dry place so often seen us running or cycling, was due to the rains in recent days, simply spectacular, nothing to do with the usual dryness of the area. At times the foliage and humidity in which discoursed made us think that we were in northern Spain. Cross streams along the way and especially the spectacular view of the swamp full of water, a treat for the eyes.



From left. to right: David, Sam and Michelangelo.
After crossing the dam of the reservoir (time corresponding to the picture) we are back to "civilization", where we hit a restorative "tribute" to which we invited Michelangelo (how great you are !), we are now indebted to him and therefore, forced to repeat the experience, what are you going to do!, side effects of this medicine called sport with friends.
While all this was happening, other friends were watching the the hard Duathlon Elche and Francisco Navarro and others ran Trapatroles Gran Alacant in the career of Abel Anton, if God Birds of a feather ...
For all I have mentioned in this post and for not, because I do not know where "parabais" (although not think they were just standing), I dedicate this song.
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