Sleeping well seems to become a habit. We continend our journey along the river, up this beautiful valley. The surrounding mountains were just spectacular. The little villages nuzzeled in the smaller hills in the village looked cute. Everywhere the people are harvesting the olives now. It seems most of the trees belong to smaller private properties and people handpick them. I will try to find some cold pressed oil here. must be brilliant...can't wait to, taste it.
At the coast the wind greated us again and slowed us down one the ride downhill, that the use of breaks even one the rather steep road were hardly necessary.
Slowly it got dark and we had non luck finding a place to stay for the night at the coast. So we kept riding into the night, lit our lights and some had reflecting jackets. Only.when the main road took use away from the coast, we found a spot near a couple of lakes. It was nice and warm, but this met also that mosquitoes inhabited the place... Can't have it all.
At the coast the wind greated us again and slowed us down one the ride downhill, that the use of breaks even one the rather steep road were hardly necessary.
Slowly it got dark and we had non luck finding a place to stay for the night at the coast. So we kept riding into the night, lit our lights and some had reflecting jackets. Only.when the main road took use away from the coast, we found a spot near a couple of lakes. It was nice and warm, but this met also that mosquitoes inhabited the place... Can't have it all.
