Ronda

Starting the morning with a quick swim at Dunas de Artola, Sofi and I drove through a fierce rain up to Ronda and the mountains where my race will start on Saturday morning. For the moment, the sun is shining over the Guadalevín canyon and it feels strange to think that another 60 mm of rain is expected to fall over the weekend.

As Sofi is taking an afternoon nap, I am looking through my photos over a glass of local chardonnay called Cloe, with the orange trees reminding me of my Sunday walk through Seville last year after finishing Transgrancaria. I still do not know whether the race will go ahead as planned or being cancelled but, either way, I am definitely not finished with these mountains.