Viva la revolución!
We’re just back from three weeks in Cuba, cycling unsupported around the coast of the Oriente- Guardalavaca, Baracoa, La Farola, Santiago, Sierra Maestra… we’ve got monster tan lines and an irrational hatred of plantain chips and everything made of guava… 😉
Rather unfortunately my camera didn’t make it. Luckily, I wasn’t the only one taking pictures, and in the true spirit of antiimperialismo I’m able to bring you a few sneak peeks while I write up more substantial reports (watch this space).
Cuba certainly lived up to its reputation as a first-rate cycling destination: perfect weather, amazing roads, friendly people… with the daily average around 40°C it was certainly an antidote to British winter blues!
The coast road just east of Marea del Portillo, Granma
Fixing the suspension of our intercity transport with some fence wire on the Carratera Central.
Note the five well secured (!) bikes.
Crossing the Sierra Maestra towards San Lorenzo
Riding into another Carribean sunset…
Crossing the pass of La Farola, between Baracoa and Guantanamo
Rush hour on a typical Cuban main road
The amazing coast road west of Santiago…
All that’s left of the only road on the south side of the Sierra Maestro…
How much longer will it last? Anyone’s guess…