From Can Decreix to Pujarnol

In between the projects of Can Decreix (not Candy Crush or Candid’s crash) we had 3 cycling days. The first one was all along the coast going up and down the cliffs and passing through little fishing villages. We left France and entered Catalunya by a mountain pass where we found a memorial about Spanish civil war. The first evening we were welcomed with full dumpsters that provided more than what 20 hungry cyclists can eat in a day. We had a feast in our wild camp, which was an old bunker with view on the sea. The second cycling…

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Can Decreix

We arrived at our next project, Can Decreix (Home of Degrowth), on the evening of Friday 8th. September, where we were to spend the next four nights. The project overlooked Cerbère, a small boarder town next to Catalonia, tucked away between steep vine-covered mountains, the sea and a large industrial train yard. The area is known for wine making, its dry climate and the Tramuntana, a powerful northerly wind which ravishes the area and is said to turn long-term settlers crazy. As the name suggests, Can Decreix is a project focused on putting into practice the principals of Degrowth. This…

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From Rocalet to Can Decreix

The start from Rocalet was slow and messy as always as when we go back to the road after some days of rest in a project. Our stuff was spread all around and we could feel that getting things done, pack and go was taking us some extra time because many people had left during our stay in the community. As part of the excitement of starting peddaling again Pepe (the red trailer) left with the axle of Una  ( the one wheel trailer) inside of it, the pots ended by being carried inside of Knodels trailer and the confused…

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Le Rocalet – Donkeyland, Rain, Rocks, River

Rocalet is a young community that has been started in August 2016. A group of people buyed an almost abanded trashed place, where the last years one messy old men had been living. Now its a lively place with a garden area, a communal house, free running chickens, donkey land, a lot of space in the forest and music all around. If u enter Rocalet after climbing up a beautiful valley, a small road is leading you through the forest along a swinging plattform where you can hear the lovely sound of a flute sometimes wispering from the tree, along…

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