We've waited years to be able to arrange, sail to and finally ride Cuba. In the far west of the country outside of the town of Viñales, we took off the panniers and bags and got lost in the thrill of exploring the Jurassic mountain tracks. An incredible day of riding.
We were trying to find a camp spot when I grabbed this photos as the sun set behind the mountains. The colours were incredible and the light diffused by the humid air and low cloud.
Way back in 2004 we had no idea what we were doing. This was very in the morning and we had no idea if a train was going to appear when we were halfway across the bridge. This time I made Lisa go first.
