A short day’s cycling on easy flat stuff, into a mild headwind, with the unusual sight of a separated cycle lane for the first 10km or so. (Though bear in mind that you’re more likely to find a car in a British separated cycle lane than on a Cuban road.) While I was never far…
Category: Cuba
Cuba 6: Pilón to Manzanillo
Cuba gets hot in the afternoon, so I’m starting early. My 7am departure today meant no breakfast, and no proper goodbye to my casa’s host: I had to wake him up to retrieve the bike. I felt a bit guilty, because it had been an excellent stay with an entire first floor flat to myself…
Cuba 5: Chivirico to Pilón
The best day of the trip so far. But it was nearly the worst. And last. I enjoyed a morning dip and a dawn breakfast of fruit and coffee on the casa’s terrace overlooking Chivirico beach (pic), keen to get going. The sun splashed warm orange on the destination hills and mountains, roughly the same…
Cuba 4: Santiago de Cuba to Chivirico
I was up and out at five, and I wasn’t alone. Mornings are warm and street life starts up early (pic), with plenty of peso kiosks open for takeaway breakfast snacks. They’re cheap, unimaginative and simple, but then so am I. I did the guidebook’s recommended Old Town Walk, on my bike, and left Santiago…
Cuba 3: Guantánamo to Santiago de Cuba
The old road out from the city west was all quiet rural stuff: Leicestershire with palm trees. I turned on to the autopista (‘motorway’): this being Cuba, bikes are allowed. In fact, it was so quiet, with just the occasional 1950s gas-guzzler lumbering by (pic)… …or indeed the odd man on a donkey (pic), that…
Cuba 2: Imías to Guantánamo
Having slipped J— (pic) a few pesos for BIKE REPAIRS and not accomm or breakfast, oh no, I headed west. It was easy riding, flat, windless… and shopless and cafeless. Still, there was some good oceanside riding, with the usual levels of traffic on Cuban main roads (pic). With 25km to go – and pleased…
Cuba 1: Baracoa to Imías
After a 15-hour bus journey from Havana, during which the driver had entertainingly run the air conditioner settings through every climate type from tropics to permafrost, I enjoyed a couple of days in the laid-back port of Baracoa. It was a lovely sunny day when I arrived (pic), with locals and tourists out strolling the…
Cuba -3: Havana
I arrived in Cuba yesterday after a long, tedious flight from Madrid. My bike almost didn’t make it on board with me, thanks to an officious and obstructive woman at Iberia’s check in, determined that it shouldn’t go on. The baggage man was fine with it though, and some friendly, smiley, but unyielding pressure on…