Cita Abra, el viejo molino

Cita Abra es un proyecto naciente, es un molino de agua en construcción, en reconstrucción, en transformación… su estructura y su infra permiten albergar actividades y gente: grupos, compañías, colectivos, y biketours :) Por él fluye el agua, generando energía, lo que explica las incontables lámparas encendidas que nos esperaban en cada uno de esos oscuros y espaciosos cuartos de gruesos muros. (Mi favorita es la del baño, que misteriosamente siempre está desocupado cuando lo necesito, a pesar de que somos 14 ahora: el exacto doble de lxs que fuimos en Bielorusia).         Cita Abra nació en…

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Klaipeda – Liepaja / Radi Vidi Pats

Hello bike tour blog followers, this is Jacob typing. I joined the group a few days ago in Palanga. What follows is an account of my first few days cycling with the bike tour. After the stress of hauling a bike across Europe finding three scruffy looking cyclists stood by some trees in Palanga was a joy and the question ‘shall we cycle’ only had one answer. We cycled northwards along a bike path heading to the Latvian border. The path teemed with holiday goers on rented bikes or rolling skates.  The absence of cars and presence of sun made…

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The Curonian Spit

From Kaunas, the biketour cycled for 5 days to reach the Curonian Spit, a long piece of land that starts in Kaliningrad (Russia) and streches for 100km in the ocean next to Lithuania, where you have to get a ferry back to Klaipeda on mainland Lithuania. We took the ferry to Nida (again, some kind of a puzzle in which we had to fit 14 bikes, 3 trailers, and tons of luggage into a small space…), the most southern part that belongs to Lithuania, and cycled north from here. The spit is a protected area of land and a UNESCO…

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Cycling along Nemunas

From Kaunas we had several days to cycle along the Nemunas river to the coast. We camped on some beautiful beaches on the way. From Kaunas, a perfect bike path led us out of the city for about 20 km. We didn’t meet a single person on the way, and no one in Kaunas seemed to know about this path. Eventually, the bike path turned into a sand road and then into a small foot path, which at one point crossed a river on a bridge so narrow that we had to lift the trailer over the railing. The worst…

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