Mud, rain and some bins full of food

After Kurava, we had a really crazy cycling day. As it was already raining for the last several days, we were quiet happy that only little drops are falling from the sky. It almost felt like good wheather! (Actually our last host told us something that it would be the most rainy summer in latvia since 15 years…) But it was not cold, so who cares. At some point there where some contruction-works on the road. Only one lane was free and cars where stopped by a traffic light. The one lane didn’t have concrete anymore and it was super…

Continue reading

Kaunas=Carmass

We met quite a bunch of nice alternative minded people on the Sapfo-Festival. Most of them didn’t even understand the concept of travelling by bike. How can you carry all the stuff that you need? The festival happened 45km far from Kaunas where many people  who joined the festival live. Only two of them arrived by bike. In Kaunas, lets better call it Carmass, cycling was really horrible. Everywhere, there are 4- or 6-lane roads filled up with cars. Sometimes a bike-path goes along but it is normally so bumpy that it’s uncycleable if you are not riding a mountainbike.…

Continue reading

Cita Abra, el viejo molino

Cita Abra es un proyecto naciente, es un molino de agua en construcción, en reconstrucción, en transformación… su estructura y su infra permiten albergar actividades y gente: grupos, compañías, colectivos, y biketours :) Por él fluye el agua, generando energía, lo que explica las incontables lámparas encendidas que nos esperaban en cada uno de esos oscuros y espaciosos cuartos de gruesos muros. (Mi favorita es la del baño, que misteriosamente siempre está desocupado cuando lo necesito, a pesar de que somos 14 ahora: el exacto doble de lxs que fuimos en Bielorusia).         Cita Abra nació en…

Continue reading

Klaipeda – Liepaja / Radi Vidi Pats

Hello bike tour blog followers, this is Jacob typing. I joined the group a few days ago in Palanga. What follows is an account of my first few days cycling with the bike tour. After the stress of hauling a bike across Europe finding three scruffy looking cyclists stood by some trees in Palanga was a joy and the question ‘shall we cycle’ only had one answer. We cycled northwards along a bike path heading to the Latvian border. The path teemed with holiday goers on rented bikes or rolling skates.  The absence of cars and presence of sun made…

Continue reading