At first I didn’t realize it was a mountain. All I knew was that I had ridden out past the edge of a small town to a place where the road suddenly changed. It curved back and forth, meandering upward through forested hills, becoming steeper and more narrow as I rode on. Time passed, and the shoulders of the road disappeared. I was forced to move into the auto lane, pressing tightly against the metal barriers along its hazardous edge. Continue reading The Road to Viñales – A Tale of Cycling in Cuba – Part 3
I came to a little town off the autopista called Paso Real de San Diego where I found groups of relaxed locals loitering alongside the highway enjoying the cool evening air. It was here that I decided to look for a ‘casa particular’ (private home) to stay in as was common for tourists to do. Continue reading The Road to Viñales – A Tale of Cycling in Cuba – Part 2
As I lay on the side of the road, the afternoon sun bearing down on me and threatening to steal away my consciousness, I could hear the throaty rumble of a motor headed my way. I barely registered the rusty blue taxi that passed little more than arm’s length in front of me, leaving a cloud of lead-laden exhaust in its wake. Exhaustion spread through me like a virus, and I sat still in the silence. Continue reading The Road to Viñales – A Tale of Cycling in Cuba – Part 1
Hey travelers! I’m sitting at Calypso’s Coffee and Creamery enjoying open mic performances and putting the finishing touches on the story of my bike ride from Havana to Viñales. Continue reading Coming Soon – Biking Cuba!