Cuba day 8. Las Terrazas

Whether that was a good idea or not we stayed two nights at Soroa so that we could dedicate a full day going in and out of Las Terrazas, we could have also stayed there overnight and continue our trip easily but having finally a taste of tailwind back to Soroa was completely worth it.

We went through the same slopes we did the day before, as we were going uphill I tried to change gears beyond the highest one and the chain got trapped between the gear and the wheel. We had that before but this time it was way tougher as the chain got jammed with one of the rivets that holds the cassette together.

Some very nice Australian cyclists interrupted their heavenly downhill and offered support. “Our guide is an excellent mechanic and is coming right behind me” the confident Aussie cyclist said as she reapplied sunscreen again and again. He came down and the two of us were able to unjam the chain but he then continued patiently adjusting gears, brakes, and everything else. I felt bad for his clients waiting but he seemed to enjoy either working on a Tandem for first time or demonstrating his island rare knowledge. I guess both. Spaghetti behaved amazing after that. He ensured I could call him anytime from anywhere in Cuba if I needed help. In theory I loved having the safety net he offered, in practice not sure how would that work.

We made it to the lake at Las Terrazas, pulled out our tuna, habanero sauce, and bread, and had an amazing picnic on one of the tables made for that. Visited one of the organic pricy restaurants for a juice, and did the mandatory Polo Montañez house tour. This place is known for their eco-village and organic practices but instead of that we had a daiquiri at the lake with some romantic Mexican, Spanish and Cuban songs in the background, most of them were converted into a salsa version. 

Instead of going the same way back on the smaller hilly road we decided to go down to the highway and then go up. This was definitely one of our most enjoyable rides having the wind on our back. We got a taste of what we should have planned for all our trip, cycling east to west and not the other way around. The French family we met previously at San Diego de Los Baños, and met again this night, travelled with their 5 year old daughter and did at some point 100km on a day with the wind on their backs. The highest we’ve done so far was 80km on a day and almost passed away when getting to our destination. We continued blaming the wind against us.

Here is our favorite Polo Montañez song: