Showing posts with label Dalat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dalat. Show all posts

Friday, 22 May 2015

The full Vietnam experience:103.5km

At lot of miles today, so this five - a - day was added this morning!


But I am still exploring the fruit, those little brown balls?  Another type of lychee.




As we had a long way to go today it was another 7.30am start on our bikes.  We stay in these rather grand hotels and then trot out wearing our brightly coloured tops and skin tight shorts...

 
To warm our legs up we did a circuit of the lake before heading out of town on the rolling hills.  Through the roadside villages, catching glimpses of everyday life. Because Dalat is in the Vietnam Highlands they days are much cooler, so there were moments of goosebumps to begin with.  A novel experience!


First stop was the old French Railway Station, now no longer in use due to being bombed heavily during the war.  But there is still a working steam train which takes visitors up and down a shop stretch of line.
 

These rather beautiful flowers were also growing, part morning glory part Lilly, they were delicate and fine.  Before we started rolling through the mountain plateau  I needed a rear wheel change and all our breaks were checked over...
 

As we climbed up we rode through lush farm land with the huge greenhouses full of vegetables and flowers.  They seemed to go on for mile after mile.  This area is also renowned for it's strawberries as well.
 
 
See the blue van driving off into the distance?, that's our bike truck and where the huge blocks of ice are stored in the boxes.

 
Everywhere you looked the scenery was stunning, the forests are mostly pine at this level, although we were soon passing through acre after acre of coffee plantations.


There doesn't seem to be anywhere the coffee bush can't grow, often the strip fields are terraced into the hillside.  Seems impossible really, so I shouldn't moan about the slope on my allotment!
 
  

 Soon we were heading up high again and passing through tiny villages where some of the smallest cultural groups live. One little boy gave me a very cheerful 'hello' and a high five!  And I swear I was whistled at in one village, but I bet it was just a bird ;-) Talking of birds, I can hear but not really see them, although kingfishers are everywhere and those I do see perched on the telegraph wires.


This lady was busy turning the coffee beans as they dried out in the warm sun, but when she saw me taking photos she quickly made a decorative pose!

 
See that heavy cloud cover? It was a meant to be a gentle ride today, despite all the hills, but it turned out to be anything but!  A true Vietnamese experience - monsoon rain.

 
It's a wonder I managed any cycling because the hills were getting steeper and steeper,

 
but there is so much to see your legs just get on with turning the pedals and so you don't realise how the miles are passing.

 
When I see these terraces planted up I am amazed at just how remote farming can be here in Vietnam.

The dark clouds carried on getting larger and larger, and typically just as we started another stage of the journey the heavens opened.  Now we can say we have truelly experienced Vietnam!

I don't know why we bothered with the rain gear, at one point my sleeves were acting as reservoirs so I had to stop and empty them! 


There are no photographs...naturally.  It took all my energy to keep upright and steer.  30 km down hill, so steep I had both brakes on as hard as I could pull and still I was doing over 20 mph. Still I couldn't complain I was too hot, although strangely we kept passing through warm patches and then as we came lower down the rain started to stop and the air warm.  


 I know I don't look wet, but believe me when I say I have come out of a shower drier!  But the warm air as we pedalled soon dried us and of course the views were just amazing.

 
Still only halfway down the mountains...

 
... and we are going to the very bottom.

 
A really great cafe was waiting for us at the bottom. This was the view were I ate the best fried egg roll I have ever had and the fresh lemon soda just hit the spot...
 
 
... and I could finally pour the water from my shoes and put my socks to dry!

 
Still another 40 km to go, but compared to that it was a walk in the park.  Even when I had to cycle with the guys trying to stay ahead of the rain clouds.  Never have I gone so fast for so long, but they said I had to start training for the London Prudential 100 !  Doubled my average speed anyhow, even if I couldn't walk afterwards ;-)

Thankfully the last 30 minutes were in the bus as we went into Tran Phu.  Two days here, no cycling tomorrow, it's a rest day so just swimming and snorkelling from the boat and generally being on holiday.


Wednesday, 20 May 2015

Ride every mountain: 60km

An early start so we could get some miles in before it become too hot.  


We left Mui Ne and headed north following the coast, long white beaches edged with palm trees and rolling sand dunes,


and the tiny coracle boats used by the local fishermen.


The going was good, with a sea breeze and rolling road.  We had a juice stop and watched the catch being landed 


before carrying on our way.  Wish we had had time to stop and take a swim...



Still I can't complain as we are very well looked after, just look how they line our bikes up ready for the next stage!


But I should have known better, because the morning got hotter and hotter and the road more and more undulating until it just became HILLS.  I thought I was going to die ( yes, really.  And I have paid to do this!!) I wasn't even able to take photographs, that's how tired I was, not the hills or the miles, but the heat.  The road was like a frying pan, so I was so glad when I made the stop and cold lemonade was waiting for me....and everyone else who had already been there twenty five minutes!  But I got a cheer and a round of aplause :-)

 
I could have used a rest in a hammock too, but we soon were on our way...


The roads are mostly straight, and from here there was a lot more going down than up - thankfully.  Surely after this Box Hill shouldn't be a problem??!


Alł day we were cycling thought fields, these are young dragon fruit bushes, which will be underplayed with fast growing ground nuts (peanuts to you and me - ready for the G&T).


These are more mature bushed,


And here are the flowers and fruit.


This is Lam at one of the local stalls buying dragon fruits for our lunch,

 
Whilst the rest of the time prepared the picnic lunch.  They have a portable stove, so whip up omelettes and noodles for us!


Thankfully the rest of the journey was done in the bus because now the route turned inland and we started to climb steeply into the mountains to reach Dalat, a former French hill station known as Le Petit Paris.


There are a few remote villages perched on the mountain side.  The soil here is very red and the villages most work on the tea or coffee plantations which are cut into the mountain sides.


These villages are remote, with no mains supplies and the single switch- back road.  Thank goodness we have a good driver...


This family had a pot- bellied pig, who didn't appear to mind this sudden invasion of her grazing time.


Just look at their view! My photographs don't do it justice at all.


But when you are a child, all you want to do is fly your kite. 


The cooler mountain air ( lows of 15C and highs of about 25C) make it perfect for growning tea


and coffee.


When the coffee berries have ripened and turned red they will be carefully hand picked and sent off for roasting.
  

Evenly we reached Dalat, which looks more European than the other Vietnamese towns we have visited so far.  Good to see our hotel was looking forward to our visit,
 

And I couldn't wait to get a hot shower and cup of coffee!
 

Dinner was at a local restaurant downtown and the evening was rounded off with a stroll through the night market.  

 
The street food vendors were doing a brisk trade and everywhere there were women crocheting, jumpers, hats, scarves and toys.

 

60 km today, but 100km tomorrow, so I'd better turn my light out now, I feel shattered.