Howlin'

The white capped sea, misty air, sailing down the coastal road among forest and cliffs.  The wind was gusting this morning at speeds that would make any cyclist have second thoughts.  "This is your job, and you are so very lucky" ran through my head, trying to put a positive light onto a rather dreary day.  The wind can change at any time here, and there is about a 60/40 split between no wind and some blustery days.
Our group headed out for the day 2 ride toward the beautiful, rustic and scenic town of Deia along the northern coast.  Climbing the Coll de Soller was actually very pleasant, and the roads were much drier than expected.  We had a light breeze since we were somewhat sheltered by the mountains.  Coll de Soller is 5km at around 5% gradient, so a very nice warm-up but not too steep to hurt the legs.  We follow the switchback ladened climb with a descent just as twisty but down the northern side, which can stay wet for much longer.
Snaking into the town of Soller brings a small feeling of accomplishment, but you are quickly brought back to the road as it ascends once again.  This small climb almost has a different climate, resembling more high-dry pine forest than the wet and lush mountainside.  Cresting the top brings an endless view of the sea; the reward for your effort.  As we descend towards the gorgeous town of Deia you can't help but look at the sea in amazement.  The coastal road winds in and out of the cliffs, through villages, and of course goes up and down.
The day 2 (Monday) ride provides a small taste of the week to come, and we then head inland towards Valldemossa and then toward Puigpunyent.  No surprise that we continue our climbing and descending, but typically stop for lunch at a great corner cafe in Puigpunyent.  The mountain town has a tight community and relaxed atmosphere.  We savor our sandwiches with some great people-watching, conversation, and coffees or drinks.
With full stomachs and still no rain we happily spun down the road toward the hotel.  There is a nice 30km flat and rolling section back to the hotel... and the wind was against us for a bit.  We trudged through the wind and arrived home safely.  Most usually hear the spa calling their names, but I rode 2km into town for some wine!  I had to purchase some gifts and could not help but sample the local vino.  After finding some perfect items to bring home I rode back to the hotel with my bags and a big smile.  The narrow, stone-walled streets are fun to ride on, just as long as there are no cars coming toward you... especially when you have some bags of wine and other goodies!
The spa was certainly calling my name as I arrived, so after some work I indulged and followed with some stretching.  We finished the evening with another delicious and fresh meal.  I'm enjoying some wine as I write this, mom and dad would be proud, and I'm also thinking ahead.
May will be very busy because I think the month will pass much faster than expected.  We will begin organizing items, cleaning and packing before that rush week hits.  I'm anxious to take a break and be with loved ones... as the Black Keys sing, "Baby, I'm howlin' for you."
With that I say goodnight and thanks for reading my post!  I hope to find more time to update regularly... instead of once per month!