- Näytä matka
- Lisää toivelistallePoista toivelistalta
- Jaa
- Päivä 43
- maanantai 30. syyskuuta 2024
- ☀️ 25 °C
- Korkeus: 126 m
EspanjaSant Cebrià de Vallalta41°37’30” N 2°37’41” E
🇪🇸❤️🚴♀️Amazing Can Golinons!🚴❤️🇪🇸

Our journey from Vic to San Pol de Mar began in the cool, crisp air of late September. The morning light gently illuminated the historical center of Vic, casting long shadows across its narrow, cobblestone streets. We took our time, wandering through the charming alleys, admiring the beautifully preserved architecture. The Roman Temple stood as a reminder of the town's deep history, and we enjoyed our morning stroll trying to take it all in. A quick stop for coffee and croissants at a small café gave us a chance to savor the morning. On our way back to Dani’s, we couldn’t resist buying two special pastries to share – a sweet treat before we headed out on the bicycles again.
We didn’t rush. In fact, it was the latest departure of our trip so far, setting out for San Pol de Mar at 11:30 AM. The weather was absolutely stunning. The clear blue skies gave us an uninterrupted view of the mountains surrounding Vic. The warm sunshine led me to even starting the day without legwarmers on, the first time in over three weeks. Every time the peaks came into view, I’d point to the tallest one and joke with Lisa, “We’re going over that mountain!” She’d laugh and respond with some enthusiastic remark, a playful exchange that kept our spirits high.
Our first challenge was the Collformic Pass, a steady 9.5-mile climb with a 4.4% gradient. The road was quiet, with few cars, and the beautiful scenery helped the time pass quickly. The autumn colors were just starting to touch the trees, and the air had that refreshing crispness that comes with the changing season. We couldn't have asked for better weather, the clearest skies we’d seen in weeks, and oh that sunshine warming our skin!
After the Collformic, we faced the Collsacreau, a shorter climb at 3.3 miles, with a gentle gradient of 3.5%. The excitement of being closer to the Mediterranean Sea kept us energized, and before long, we caught our first glimpses of the shimmering blue waters.
As we descended into San Pol de Mar, we began to recognize familiar sights from when we had passed through nearly six weeks earlier. The town had quieted down considerably, signaling the end of the busy summer season. We took our bikes down to the beach, where the waves gently lapped at the shore. It was peaceful, almost surreal after our long ride, now over 2000 miles. We snapped a few celebratory photos, the sea behind us, marking another milestone in our adventure.
With time to spare before meeting our Warmshowers hosts, Asia and Jordi, at 7:15 PM, we basked in the serenity of the beach for a while. The soft sounds of the waves and the golden light of the late afternoon made it the perfect end to a beautiful day of cycling.
At 7:30 after a beer with Asia at a local bar, we headed up the canyon towards Can Golinons. Can Golinons is a serene and picturesque rural farm located just north of San Pol de Mar. Nestled in the rolling hills, it offers a peaceful escape from the bustling coastal town. Surrounded by lush greenery, olive groves, and Mediterranean pine trees, the area exudes a rustic charm. The property is tucked into a quiet canyon, providing beautiful views of the mountains and sea in the distance. With its traditional Catalan architecture and tranquil atmosphere, Can Golinons is a perfect spot for nature lovers looking to explore the scenic landscapes just inland from the coast. The area itself is breathtaking—peaceful, surrounded by nature, and with views that instantly made Lisa and I dream of staying longer. It’s the kind of place that feels like home, and both of us agreed we could easily see ourselves living here.
The dirt/sand road with its steep pitch offered a fun challenge to reach Asia and Jordi’s haven. We’ve said this so many times throughout our journey, but once again, our Warmshowers hosts were truly amazing. Asia and Jordi welcomed us with open arms to their beautiful historic home. The area and home were developed many years early by Asia, grandfather who immigrated from Poland. His presence is still felt with his unique collection of drinking vessels in the dining room.
That evening, we gathered around their dinner table for a meal that perfectly captured the essence of Catalan hospitality. Asia prepared a Catalan-style tortilla with eggs, potato, and cheese, along with a flavorful paella, and a crisp green salad topped with fish and other fresh vegetables. We shared both red and white wine, and the conversation flowed effortlessly. It felt like we were reconnecting with old friends, laughing and sharing stories late into the night. Before we knew it, the clock had passed midnight—only the second time on our trip we’d stayed up so late.
As we lay in bed later that night, Lisa and I couldn’t stop reminiscing about the evening. We reflected upon how we had known Asia And Jordi for almost 2 years. We had planned to stay with them back in 2022 on our trip that was canceled because of Lisa’s unfortunate fractured Pelvis. Because we had anticipated meeting them for so long, there was a deep connection, and we felt right at home with them. Their warmth, the beautiful surroundings, and the meaningful conversations left a lasting impression.
Our time in Can Golinons was far too short, and we both agreed that we’d love to return. There’s definitely something special about the place and the people, and we hope to visit them again in the future for a much longer stay.Lue lisää
- Näytä matka
- Lisää toivelistallePoista toivelistalta
- Jaa
- Päivä 44
- tiistai 1. lokakuuta 2024
- 🌬 25 °C
- Korkeus: 13 m
EspanjaPlaza Mestre Estalella41°19’13” N 2°5’49” E
☀️⛰️🏰The Final Stretch!🎆🌇🏁

6:47 / 60 miles / 5,850 ft
Totals: 2,109 miles ( 3,394 km) / 29 vertical miles ( 46,671 meters)
A peaceful breakfast at Can Golinon with Asia was followed by another departing that seemed too quick. After 42 days of cycling Our final day would be from Can Golinon to Barcelona, since it was our last day we opted for the more mountainous route versus the coastal route we had taken earlier in the trip on day 1. We had the challenge of climbing to Castell de Burriac, an ancient castle perched above the Mediterranean near Mataró on the route for the day. The climb itself was brutal—sand, loose gravel, and steep gradients that had our back wheels trying to find traction, and at times slipping so much we would need to push our heavy bikes onward. But we made it, and standing atop the summit, looking out over the Mediterranean coastline, we knew the struggle was worth it. We spent nearly two hours soaking in the views, feeling a sense of accomplishment, but there was still much more climbing and difficult terrain to come. Video of climb: https://www.instagram.com/reel/DAmIM4turSQ/?igs…
With plenty of climbing still ahead, we pressed on, knowing Barcelona was within reach. Our route took us on more tough gravel roads, and at one time on a single-track mountain bike trail through a tunnel of tropical shrubbery. About 11 miles from Abraham’s where he left the key to his flat with his neighbor and our final destination, I had mapped us to a cute snack shop along the sea. I like to find our last celebratory stop ahead of time to make it special. We stopped at the quaint little bar by the beach, where we treated ourselves to a celebratory beer and chips. It was the perfect moment of relaxation after the relentlessly tough day of climbs, tough roads, and a continuous headwind.
Little did we know, our final miles would have a surprise of their own. As we neared Barcelona, I had us routed by Gaudí's masterpiece the Basilica La Sagrada Famíla (still under construction since 1882), one of the most amazing things I’ve ever seen, some other sites, and up Montjuïc though the nearby gardens. The sun had set and twilight was making the navigation more difficult. Also, I did not know Barcelona’s massive Olympic stadium was on the hill, and we found ourselves riding by the city’s massive (now) soccer stadium, and to our amazement, the streets were flooded with people. Thousands of fanatical fans were gathered to cheer on the teams, their chants from the stadium echoing through the streets. The excitement was electric—an explosion of a firework in the stadium as night began to fall, adding an unexpected intensity to our ride through the streets filled with hundreds of police and other security vehicles’ lights flashing.
Navigating through the crowds was chaotic. With the light fading and the streets packed, weaving through people felt like a different kind of challenge. But eventually, we found a quieter route near El Prat (a suburb of Barcelona, where the airport is located), away from the stadium frenzy. In the darkness, the city’s streetlights guided us, casting a soft glow over the quiet streets as we pedaled the final miles.
We arrived at Abraham’s house late in the evening, exhausted but happy, knowing we had completed our 42-day adventure.
We ended the day after getting settled in Abraham with a dinner of el plato del día, stir fried rice with chicken, and a side of patata bravas.
From the tough climbs to the unexpected detours, this final day was a perfect culmination to the cycling part of our journey.Lue lisää
- Näytä matka
- Lisää toivelistallePoista toivelistalta
- Jaa
- Päivä 45
- keskiviikko 2. lokakuuta 2024
- ☁️ 23 °C
- Korkeus: 13 m
EspanjaPlaza Mestre Estalella41°19’13” N 2°5’49” E
🇪🇸🧳Wrapping Up for the Trip Home🏡🇺🇸

Our final day in Spain began with a bit more work than planned: my eSIM had run out of days, leaving me without cellular service or WiFi. With no way to get connected, we needed to find a solution to book our Uber. Luckily, Google Maps was still working offline, and it led us to the city library. The slight crisis averted! With the phone up and running again, we scheduled an Uber to pick us up at 6:15 AM the next day, a big van that (fingers crossed) would fit both us and our bikes.
After that was sorted, we spent the morning strolling around El Prat picking up some last-minute food souvenirs to bring back home to friends and family. Spain had been good to us in that department, and we wanted to share a bit of that goodness. Then it was back to Abraham’s (our Warmshower host who left us the key to his flat as he is in Japan), where the real work awaited: packing.
Lisa dove into organizing our bags and tackling the task of disassembling parts of the bikes, while I sat down to work on our travel blog, reflecting on these incredible past six weeks. Things were moving along until we hit a snag: a stuck pedal. We didn’t have a long enough 8mm hex wrench to remove it, and with siesta time upon us, most stores were closed. After a brief walk around town to see if we could find a tool, we decided to improvise instead. Before we returned to Abraham’s to rig up a solution, we treated ourselves to some ice cream. Ice cream fixes a lot, but unfortunately, not stuck pedals.
Eventually, we managed to get everything packed up and organized by 6:00 PM. Despite our confidence that we were ready for the airport, we were still a bit nervous about whether the 6-person van we had ordered would be able to accommodate the bicycle boxes. Hopefully, it would all come together in the morning.
After a quick FaceTime call with Sebastian, we headed out for an early dinner at Bar Tíboli the same bar/restaurant we had been to the night before. We loved the place, and why not repeat a good thing? As we sat outside on the empty patio, lit by the soft orange glow of the streetlights, we enjoyed the sound of light sprinkles falling on the cobblestones. It was the perfect backdrop for reminiscing about the journey we had just completed. We laughed about the quirky things that happened, talked about how, despite being practically inseparable for the entire trip, we never got tired of each other, and discussed the places we’d like to return to one day and other places to explore: Japan, Southern Spain, Portugal, and definitely some time in the Basque region of the Pyrenees.
We couldn't help but start thinking about the things we'd have to do once we got home, but quickly agreed to stop that train of thought. This moment was too perfect to ruin with to-do lists. Instead, we shifted to talking about the food we were going to miss and, on the flip side, how we wouldn’t miss the constant smoking and vaping in public spaces. I swear, I’ve inhaled more secondhand smoke in the last six weeks than in the last six years, and it continues at the Chicago airport as I write this.
The rain picked up just as we decided to head back to the flat, and I joked that it was only fitting, given the amount of rainy weather we had encountered during the trip. But honestly, it felt like the perfect way to end the day—a soft, quiet rain to close out this unforgettable adventure. We went to bed early, ready for the journey home but not quite ready to leave this part of Europe.Lue lisää
- Näytä matka
- Lisää toivelistallePoista toivelistalta
- Jaa
- Päivä 46
- torstai 3. lokakuuta 2024
- ☁️ 28 °C
- Korkeus: 219 m
YhdysvallatModern Manor Mobile Home Park41°39’10” N 91°29’5” W
❤️✈️🏡HOME🏡✈️❤️

Final Post: We were up bright and early at 5:30 AM to catch our Uber at 6:15. As we stepped outside onto the dark streets of El Prat, juggling all our luggage and two large bicycle boxes, I checked the Uber app and—yikes—no cars were available, even though we had a reservation. I quickly canceled and ordered another Uber, which would arrive in 15 minutes. When the van came, the driver wasn’t thrilled about the bike boxes and managed to squeeze an extra €30 out of us for transporting them.
Luckily, check-in at the Barcelona airport was the smoothest we’ve ever had with our bikes. Despite a few extra steps at security, we were through and at the gate in no time. The flight home to Chicago was uneventful, aside from sitting next to an older couple who almost definitely had Covid.
Immigration and customs in Chicago went smoothly, and Doug picked us up with the McKay van. Between road construction, crashes on the highway, and a dinner stop, we finally made it home around 7 PM. Though we were happy to be back, the familiar “post-vacation blues” lingered in our minds.
This wraps up our 2024 European cycling adventure. Thanks for following along—we hope you enjoyed the photos and stories. ANOTHER SPECIAL THANKS TO ALL OUR WARMSHOWER HOSTS! ❤️Jim and Lisa❤️Lue lisää