Today I've hit the lowest point of the season (so far...) I've been more than three minutes down my worse time to Horta. I admit that climbed in appalling heat and really didn't fell like it and I could even fancy about a convenient illness just breaking through but... it's been a shameful, pityful, painful and forgetable climb.

Cyclomuletisme again. Spent a lot of time getting rid from that damm dust that gets in those greasy spots just planning to stay there and thrieve.

The long and hilly route to Tibidabo once again. My physical condition is obviously suffering from an irregular training schedule (all right, no schedule at all). Anyway it's a lot steeper than it looks.

Another charming house about to be demolished. It's like watching an old bike in a junk yard. How many memories are still hoarded among those walls? Sic transit...

Tourist-like ride by the seaside on Sunday. Rode at sight-seeing pace from Segur to El Roc mostly through weekender crowded lanes. Once more I forgot my camera (when will I ever learn...)
Got halted by local police and was politely but firmly seen off from a pedestrian-only zone. Fortunately, I was not fined (thanks guys!)
Spent most of my cycling time running errands on my do-it-all bike.

Low key riding these days. Last Sunday went for one of my favourites through trafficless lanes amidst vineyards (got some pics this time). The upper picture shows a slightly scaled down copy of la Giralda tower in Seville. No doubt the owner was an eccentric well doing fellow.
By the way, spent some time with hub overhauling. The right cone of the back wheel showed a noticeable indentation but seems to roll fine.