My arrival to Machala marks many firsts. This has been my biggest day to date with 151+ km. It was also the day that I dropped from 3,500 m (11,500 ft) to sea level. I imagine that sounds like a long, beautiful downhill ride, and it was.... sort of...
Over a length of 150+ km, I dropped from the rain and green and mountains to the dry, agricultural coast. Much of the ride required some significant pedaling to power through the significant headwinds. Starting almost precisely at 11:30, the warmed air from the coast shot it's way up through the valleys and gorges, collecting moisture to dump at the "mid-elevations" above 2,800 m and, in the process, creating a significant deterrent for me.
The road was also rather rough. Almost without fail, as soon as I reached a good cruising speeding of 50 km/h (30 m/h), I would have to hit the brakes to avoid major potholes or rocky road or attacking dogs or other obstacles. Oh well, who wants easy anyway?
Over a length of 150+ km, I dropped from the rain and green and mountains to the dry, agricultural coast. Much of the ride required some significant pedaling to power through the significant headwinds. Starting almost precisely at 11:30, the warmed air from the coast shot it's way up through the valleys and gorges, collecting moisture to dump at the "mid-elevations" above 2,800 m and, in the process, creating a significant deterrent for me.
The road was also rather rough. Almost without fail, as soon as I reached a good cruising speeding of 50 km/h (30 m/h), I would have to hit the brakes to avoid major potholes or rocky road or attacking dogs or other obstacles. Oh well, who wants easy anyway?
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