Fine
and sunny 19 to 32deg C
Ride:
73km; total: 642km
Malvan to
Arambol. Another beautiful day in the saddle as we ride further south on
near-deserted roads, crossing the Terekhol River into Goa. Goa's laid-back
charm is felt instantly, with quaint bars and restaurants tucked away in every
corner. We pedal on to our knockout resort near the pristine river in the quiet
side of Arambol. Time for a celebration night out! Distance: 80km | Ride Time:
6 hours | Overnight: Arambol
A
lovely omelette, toast & jam and tea kicked off the day nicely. I put my
shower jacket on as it seemed cool, although I did take it off at the first
drink stop.
Another
beautiful day in the saddle as we continued to head further south on quiet
roads. We ‘only’ had to make it up four substantial hills today, relatively ‘flat’
compared to some previous days on this tour. Unfortunately, Simon had to ride
in the support vehicle due to his continued illness. He really hasn’t felt well
since day one, which is a real shame. He puts it down to getting several
vaccinations too close to the time he left for the trip. Not sure about that,
he could have picked something up on the way over too.
We
crossed the bridge that takes us over the Terekhol River into Goa. Somehow it
feels a bit different; we certainly started seeing a lot more white tourists in
cars, on scooters and just walking around the streets. Quaint bars and
restaurants are testimony to the Goan’s famed relaxed attitude to life. We
pedal on to our resort tucked away down a very ordinary looking dirt track on
the quiet side of Arambol.
The
hotel staff were all very switched on when we arrived and had us into our rooms
in no time. A quick change and freshen up and it was back downstairs for a
Biriyani veg/chicken lunch. It was delicious. It was then back up to the room
to finish my washing before having a quick rest. At 1700h we met up again for a
wander to the beach for a game of cricket and a few drinks for those who do. No
rest for the wicked! The cricket was the first recorded tie between Australia,
India and England. The beach was very busy with people, dogs and cows and it
looked like the main activity was drinking beer.
After
the stumps were pulled on the cricket due to bad light, Phil, Fi and I wandered
back to the hotel. I can’t see myself having too many problems sleeping
tonight. Tomorrow is a rest day, our first.
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