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Published: August 7th 2007
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Dust. Headwinds. Gusts from the side strong enough to blow cyclists off the road. The occasional tailwind! Rain. Climbs, descents and more climbs. Gravel roads. Endless corrugations. Potholes. Teeth rattled loose in the jaw. Stock cubes turned to a residue that is reminiscent of used engine oil. A blessed stretch of tarmac. Tábanos (horseflies) in at least three, equally voracious and persistent ...
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Mark and Becky
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Chile
It's sounding like this leg of the journey is quite hard going in places. I'm glad you're finding the occasional oasis of rest amongst the days of hard riding. By the way, who is that beard-face you've picked up along the way and what's happened to Dave? Love, Mark and Becky