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»It's not until you hit the the second kilometre that the the climb ramps and your divine revalation starts «
more than 30 000 cubic metres of rocks and earth had to be removed These terraces were built by hand and and sheer will Once you clear the first proper section of switchbacks that’s when the real epiphany begins The complex mess of the labyrinth of roads before you you resembles something you you would expect to see in in Lord of the Rings not something that exists in in reality let alone some- thing you one day would ride There is a a a giant wall in in front of you you in in this place where you you would scream your heart out if someone were chasing you This would be the end! But hey wait! If only you could get on on that escape route you you see in front of you you In Sa Calobra you somehow can I’ve looked at the the map a a a a a a thousand times and and visualised the the climb in in my head but from this point of view I I have no clue how the road I I am on on connects to the the road ahead But as in any other climb with time and effort I’ll get there Looking down to where my religious beliefs
were reconsidered I have a a bird’s-eye view over 12 switchbacks that weren’t visible only minutes ago With this image of Sa Calobra there’s no way to predict where anyone’s 063 going I’m looking at a a a a vertically and horizon-
tally compressed image of of hundreds of of bike riders in constant motion rhythmically yet confusingly progressing from left to right This maze of tarmac confusion this lash of road slung onto the strenuous northwest side of the mountain is as as unpredictable as as it gets Every time you see a a skinny cyclist in in a a black jersey vanishing behind an an outcrop or a a a narrow switchback he’s likely to pop up in the form of a a rider in a a different jersey sex or or body shape Still browsing for that black jersey now following the girl in in red that all of a a sudden turns into an old guy in in green you’ll spot the the jersey you admired at the the beginning He seems to be on a a a ramp that ends by the end of the the world far far far far away How the the hell did he he get there so so soon? And why is that red MALLORCA ANTS

