Monday, November 30, 2015

Biking in the Basque Country

After our ride in the Alps, we decided that seeing the country from a bike seat was the only way to go. This realization prompted a major investment in equipment for which we enlisted the help of Charlie's brother, Rich.  Armed with expert tutelage from Richard and awesome new bikes, we signed up for another ride, this time in the Basque country.

To begin this epic ride, we first had to overcome two giant hurdles: First, how were we going to get all our gear from our apartment in Paris to the starting point of the ride in Biarritz, and second, how were we going to get our bikes down to the south of France without taking them apart and crating them up for the journey?
Ready for a balancing act

all suited up in our courtyard
 We solved the first  dilemma with newly acquired back packs, and solved the crating issue by riding the bikes to the train station, and purchasing "seats" for the bikes on the train.

As a bonus, Xavier, our guide for the next eight days of the tour, offered to come and pick us up at the train station in Biarritz and deliver us and all our gear, bikes included, to the B&B where we were staying. So we were set!

Selfie en route to Montparnasse station in Paris







The train took approximately 5 hours to travel the length of France from Paris to the southern coastal city of Biarritz. We scheduled an extra day before our ride started to explore this area of France. We absolutely fell in love with the region in general, and Biarritz in particular.










Arriving a day early, we spent some time checking out the pristine beaches of Biarritz and did some obligatory carbo-loading for the up-coming bike trip.



















Day 1: Biarritz to Barcus
Strava totals for the day:
total kilometers ridden:
85.1
total elevation gain:
1,802
time in the saddle:
5hr 10min

We drove approximately 20 kilometers to the outskirts of Biarritz before officially starting our ride. It began with rolling hills through some beautiful verdant countryside where we saw sheep, cows and some horses pastured and grazing along the trail. The soft, sloping hills eventually gave way to two larger, more challenging "cols" named Ipahrlatze and D'Osquich. We ended the day riding in the sag wagon up the col Cote de Barcus, exhausted after six hours in the saddle. 

The first order of business after we checked into to our hotel for the night was to languish in a bath soaking our sore muscles. Inspite of the aches and pains, we loved it... the country side was peacefully quiet and incredibly beautiful. 

*Our eight-day tour had started with a rather auspicious beginning by Charlie misplacing the keys to our room at the B&B. Our host was very sweet about it all the time thinking I'm sure, "those silly, scatter-brained Americans."  The rather large keys finally turned up at the end of the day when Charlie stripped his shorts off to get in the tub and the keys fell to the ground. We had a good laugh about that one...

We both agreed that this is the most appealing part of France that we have visited to date. 


Day 2: Barcus to St. Etienne de Baigorry
Strava totals for the day: 
total kilometers ridden:
66.3
total elevation gain:
1,465
time in the saddle:
4hr 18 min

After a fabulous breakfast that included farm fresh yogurt, hot croissants, home-made jam, cheese, prosciutto and salami, and two different kinds of cereal, we started our second day right on time at 9:00 am. The coffee was wonderful, served in a carafe with hot milk alongside, allowing for more than one cup. I love that! 
The ride started up hill, a nice way to combat the morning chill, and it wasnt cold for long. The climbing for the first part of the day was long and gentle and not too overwhelming. Our last hill of the day was incredibly steep (a 9.9% grade) and lasted for nearly 3 kilometers. We barely made it. When we reached the summit and Xavier said it was the toughest hill of the whole trip, we congratulated each other ... we were proud to have made it!



Sitting on the terrace of the Juantorena hotel and restaurant enjoying a Grimbergen, (beer) contemplating the day while Charlie reads his book, the remnants of the day's ride are a few aches and pains, along with some incredible images etched in our brain of some of the most stunning countryside in France.








Day 3: St Etienne de Baigorry to Tolosa
Strava totals for the day: 
total kilometers ridden:
91.2
total elevation gain:
2,524 meters
time in the saddle:
5hr 34min


In the village of Baigorry where we'd spent the night, I met a couple from Petaluma while we were waiting for our guide to arrive, he having returned to Biarritz to spend the night in his own apartment. What are the odds we'd run into someone from a same area of northern California I used to call home? It's a global world.

We started the day riding up a huge hill in the glorious morning light. The ride was a challenge, but we made it, nearly 8K at 7% grade, which for us translated into over an hour of continuous climbing. All along the road were the most delicate yellow and purple wildflowers, a nice boundary for the creek that bordered the backroad we were following.

We had a second long hill that day: 10km with a 4% grade and our legs felt every percentage point. We ended up riding 91 kilometers in the end, the longest distance I'd ever ridden, peppered with some pretty formidable "rolling hills" -- which don't apparently count as "hills" -- along the way. I thought the hotel would never arrive. Little town after little town nestled into the countryside kept appearing, but not the one where we were supposed to stay for the night.

So, when we finally arrived in Tolosa, we were exhausted. However the exhaustion would not conquer our curiosity about the new city in a new country, Spain. After what had become a ritual soaking of sore muscles and requisite daily laundry chores, we rallied and met Xavier for a drink in town, and then walked back to the hotel where we had dinner -- at 10pm.  Bienvenido a Espana! The land of late night dinners, good inexpensive wine, and delicious paella.






Day 4:  Tolosa to Amorebieta
Strava totals for the day:
total kilometers ridden:
50.2
total elevation gain:
1,848 meters
time in the saddle:
3hr 54min

We had a great breakfast at the hotel before starting the day at 9:15. It was a little foggy this morning and therefore a little cooler than previous mornings. We rode into a beautiful sun rising over the mountain, a long and hard climb of 15 kilometers at 8-9% grade. We had a brief respite from pedaling when we stopped to visit the 13th century Basilica St. Ignatius of Loyola in Azpeitia. Wow! Beautiful ceilings and altar, in a park-like setting alongside the Urola river . Wikipedia lists this Basilica as the founding of the Jesuits. We had a projected day of 85k with six hills. I, however, only made it to 50 k which took me to the top of the third hill. Charlie went a little further on to the beginning of the fourth hill -- 65k. 




Once we got to the hotel, we had neither the strength nor inclination to go very much further that night. So, after a long bath, we went down to the bar for a drink before venturing all the way into the dining room for dinner. The fatigue made for what seemed like an inordinately long wait for the restaurant to open, but our patience was rewarded with a fabulous five course dinner, wine included,  for a ridiculously low price (19€/person). Gracias Espana!




Day 5: Amorebieta to Gernika
Strava totals for the day: 
total kilometers ridden:
50.9
total elevation gain:
1,185 meters
time in the saddle:
3hr 06min

The day started a little foggy, but certainly not cold. We had about 15 kilometers to warm up before we started any climbing. Xavier had constructed a shorter route (-15 kilometers) for us so that we would have a bit more time to explore the historic city of Gernika.
In the little town of Arrieta

 In my opinion, this was an excellent decision from both tourist and body rest perspectives! The ride to Gernika was excellent.  We had a couple of long hills but also got to ride through the valley floor which was incredibly beautiful.  The second descent was the scariest downhill so far. 





Me smiling in Arrieta





All in all, we ended up in Gernika around 1:30, giving us time to shower, do a little bit of laundry, and then head out to explore to town.

We found it to be a charming Spanish city and were happy to have some time to explore the cobblestoned streets and ancient churches.  Somewhat more sobering, the town is most famous for inspiring one of Picasso's best known painting depicting the tragic suffering from the bombing of Gernika by the Germans and Italians in 1937. 
Downtown Gernika
Monument to where first bomb struck in 1937































Day 6: Gernika to Lekeito
Strava totals for the day: 
total kilometers ridden:
41.3
total elevation gain:
1,008 meters
time in the saddle:
2hr 37min

An absolutely perfect day. It was a magnificent morning with the sun shining down on us. We saw castles and coastlines that seemed to go on forever. 



The riding was the easiest so far (or maybe we were getting in better shape) and we took our time as the road wound around the Basque coastline. Amazing scenery.










We arrived at the Hotel Zubieta around noon and had to wait a bit for our guide to catchup to us. After a bath we enjoyed a libation in the beautiful outdoor patio that surrounded the hotel and met Xavier for dinner at 8.















Day 7: Lekeito to Getaria
Strava totals for the day: 
total kilometers ridden:
47.9
total elevation gain:
1,764meters
time in the saddle:
2hr 43min

It was supposed to rain today, which would have been fine since we had a short ride planned. In fact, we started the morning with some  threatening gray clouds and just as we were pulling into Getaria, it started to sprinkle. There was a festival underway and our first impression of the town was one of celebration. Young men dressed in sheep costumes, complete with large bells attached to their derrieres, danced a circuitous route through the cobblestoned streets with a lone drummer keeping the beat.













Our hotel was right on the water down some very wet and slippery cobblestoned streets. Our room looked out to the ocean and the sound of the waves lulled us to sleep and gently woke us in the morning.



Day 8: Getaria to Biarritz
Strava totals for the day: 
total kilometers ridden:
83.6
total elevation gain:
1,865meters
time in the saddle:
4hr 36min

We woke up to the sound of the rain on the window sill. Thinking that would delay our last day of riding, I rolled over to try and go back to sleep. No luck.

By the time we started riding (9:30-ish), the rain had stopped. The day's scheduled route included two large hills on a road that hugged the rugged coastline. In spite of the long distance to get all the way back to Biarritz, we started slowly. For the first time I felt strong, both on the hills and the flat. The scenery was invigorating and I had the sense that I could ride all day. When we came to the second large climb of the day, we discovered that the route had been closed due to a car rally/competition of some sort, so we had to go around the mountain rather then over it, a detour that cut off some 20 kilometers of the total distance. It rained a little throughout the day, but nothing hard enough to require stopping. We were trying to drink in every last drop of the ride. We didn't want the trip to end.





Our last night in Biarritz was a magical one, ending with a walk along the beach at sunset. We reflected on our introduction to the Basque region and how successful the ride had been and what a wonderful trip it was. Incredible countryside, great food, hours of sun, and an excellent guide (Xavier) who not only gave us a superb introduction to the Basque culture, he also provided us with challenging rides and excellent accommodations.  



We'll be back! Of that I'm sure!


For more pictures of our fabulous trip  click here