{"id":2812,"date":"2020-02-25T07:24:21","date_gmt":"2020-02-25T06:24:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/?page_id=2812"},"modified":"2020-02-25T11:45:28","modified_gmt":"2020-02-25T10:45:28","slug":"week-08-alicante-norte-200-km-brevet","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/?page_id=2812","title":{"rendered":"Week 08: Alicante Norte 200 km brevet"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Not much photography during the week, I was busy at work and the cycling at the beginning of the week was more about training for an event than about taking pictures. That event was a 205 km organised bicycle ride, a so-called <em>brevet<\/em>, in the mountains north of Alicante. I have done several brevets in the last few years, but this was by far the hardest one because of the climbing involved. A brevet is not a race; the purpose is not to come first but simply to complete the ride within the maximum time allowed, also respecting the time limits at the control points along the route. A control point is usually a bar or a petrol station in the designated town or village; you go in and ask them to stamp the corresponding field on the route card. For a 200 km ride, the maximum allowed time is 13.5 hours. I did one last year in 10 hours, so comfortably within the time limit, but I knew this one would be much closer because of the mountainous course.<\/p>\n<p><strong>8_1<\/strong><br \/>\nI started the week with a training ride on Sunday morning, covering the first part of the following Saturday&#8217;s brevet. This part of the route was familiar to me but I needed to make sure that I could do it fast enough to make the cutoff at the first control point. I could, and on the way back home I did stop for a picture. The weather was a bit hazy, which made the mountains look very nice, with varying shades of subtle blue colours:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2020\/8_1.jpg\" alt=\"1150752\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>8_2<\/strong><br \/>\nMy picture-taking during the week was largely confined to morning walks along the beach. On Tuesday morning there was fog all over the place, so I took a slight detour to the beach on my way to the office. I love foggy scenes like this:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2020\/8_2.jpg\" alt=\"1040273\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>8_3<\/strong><br \/>\nPalm trees and lone fisherman:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2020\/8_3.jpg\" alt=\"1040272\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>8_4<\/strong><br \/>\nLost in the fog:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2020\/8_4.jpg\" alt=\"1040276\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>8_5<\/strong><br \/>\nThe next morning the sunrise looked more usual, with lovely colours:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2020\/8_5.jpg\" alt=\"1040279\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>8_6<\/strong><br \/>\nBut then I got the idea of photographing the morning light in a different way, by looking at details inside my house. Here is the &#8220;whisky altar&#8221;:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2020\/8_6.jpg\" alt=\"1040281\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>8_7<\/strong><br \/>\nA window on the staircase leading to our 2nd floor bedroom:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2020\/8_7.jpg\" alt=\"1040284\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>8_8<\/strong><br \/>\nPart of my wife&#8217;s Three Kings collection:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2020\/8_8.jpg\" alt=\"1040288\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>8_9<\/strong><br \/>\nThe shutters in our bedroom:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2020\/8_9.jpg\" alt=\"1040289\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>8_10<\/strong><br \/>\nThen Saturday morning arrived. The brevet started at 8:00 at a restaurant a couple of km from my house. When I arrived, the place was already full of bikes and cyclists, many of whom were inside getting coffee:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2020\/8_10.jpg\" alt=\"1150754\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>8_11<\/strong><br \/>\nOthers were just standing around and chatting while waiting for the start:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2020\/8_11.jpg\" alt=\"1150756\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>8_12<\/strong><br \/>\nA few minutes after 8 I was on my way, riding with a small group for the first 60-70 km. The first control point was in Tibi, after 40 km of cycling uphill, and it was followed by another climb to Ibi, followed by&#8211;you guessed it&#8211;another climb to the highest point of the ride, just under 1000 meters above sea level. The second control point, at 75 km, was in a village called Banyeres, and I did stop for a couple of quick pictures of the pretty almond trees:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2020\/8_12.jpg\" alt=\"1150759\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>8_13<\/strong><br \/>\nAnd a selfie:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2020\/8_13.jpg\" alt=\"1150760\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>8_14<\/strong><br \/>\nIn Banyeres, I caught up with my group. We stamped our brevets in the hardware store. There was also a bar, and I was getting hungry but there were too many people inside, so it would have taken too long to get food there:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2020\/8_14.jpg\" alt=\"1150762\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>8_15<\/strong><br \/>\nThe nicest part of the ride was about midway, the 15-20 km leading to the third control point in a town called Salinas, at 115 km. The route took me through wine country on small roads like this:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2020\/8_15.jpg\" alt=\"1150766\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>8_16<\/strong><br \/>\nI took one last photo of a wintery vineyard:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2020\/8_16.jpg\" alt=\"1150764\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>8_17<\/strong><br \/>\nThe rest of the day was strictly about completing the ride. I had some problems with cramps in my legs which slowed me down a bit. Taking a couple of wrong turns, thereby adding about 10 km to the ride, did not help either. But I made the fourth control point, and I arrived back at the Simone restaurant 40 minutes before the time limit. I got my route sheet stamped for arrival and then dragged myself home to beer, shower and food:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2020\/8_17.jpg\" alt=\"IMG2157\" \/><\/p>\n<p>The ride can be seen <a href=\"https:\/\/connect.garmin.com\/modern\/activity\/4579796157\" onclick=\"_gaq.push(['_trackEvent', 'outbound-article', 'https:\/\/connect.garmin.com\/modern\/activity\/4579796157', 'here']);\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\">here<\/a>. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Not much photography during the week, I was busy at work and the cycling at the beginning of the week was more about training for an event than about taking pictures. That event was a 205 km organised bicycle ride, a so-called brevet, in the mountains north of Alicante. I have done several brevets in [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":2755,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2812"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2812"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2812\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2817,"href":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2812\/revisions\/2817"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2755"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2812"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}