Megasoarass ain't just a dino....

Sad to leave our cute little hut of a camping spot in Southern Crete.... we packed the units and started riding east on the rolling winding coastal highway. Tiny towns with turquoise waves crashing below... the serenity of the Greek islands was starting to get a bit ridiculous! No sooner did those thoughts cross my mind, that our route turned north, and we began an 8 mile 10% grade (steep as all get out) climb, no breeze, no shade...just hammering away at the peddals...

...brutal saddle sores in my gluteaus region... I should've gotten a cream for that. I have acquired a cream for everything else on this trip thus far; sun rash, bug allergies, why not butt cream? silly me... and Tim??? He's doing just fine, no soars, no rash, no bug bites...just a huge craving for Greek Coffee.

So we climbed and climbed. 8 miles, one beer, one coffee, and lunch by a roadside shrine later... we reach the top of our mountain pass ride and fly down nearly 16 miles to our final destination- through vineyards, wind farms, monasteries, cool little towns of 50... I kept screaming 'Ahhh!! the fruits of my labor!!' like an idiot, and was glad Tim was too far ahead to hear me! Coasting down hill at 38 miles per hour makes you feel pretty good, and makes you forget all the pain and discomfort that it too to get you there. And the views were great as well. its is amazing to be on top of a mountian on a small island and see the North coast and the South coast. woah!!

Once in Sitia... we got our act together to get to Rhodos (next island stop) and found a great little pension to stay for the night... Did one short coastal ride without the trailers, the next morning, and hopped on our ferry (just barely) to our next destination.... an 11 hour ferry ride... I have exactly 26 bug bites on my left leg, and 16 on my right....