Cycling in the Algarve

The past two weeks I have been cycling in the south of Portugal. It’s been a mixed experience to say the least. Firstly I’m typing with 5 fingers (more of that later) it’s interminably dull writing with one hand and I beg to be excused if there are more typos than usual.

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Firstly, I was lucky to make it out if Gatwick at all. 3 hours waiting on runway for a storm to die down was not fun, but better than the 24+ hour waits of other unlucky Gatwick folk who never made it at all.

Once airborne I could begin to feel a little pleased and excited at the prospect of leaving the cold, ice and storms of Britain behind for an ‘idyllic’ winter training camp in the south of Portugal.

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‘idyllic was always going to be a little on optimistic side, The weather on the Algarve in winter is a mixed affair. quite a bit if rain, definitely warmer than England but not exactly tropical. It doesn’t stop the English coming to Portugal though – the hotel foyers were full of folk from Barnsley and Sheffield, looking a tad gloomy as they whiled away the hours reading about the English storms on their ipad.

But the weather did clear up and I had quite a few nice rides. If you go along the coastal roads, it’s busy with traffic, even in Dec. But head north and there is a cyclists’ paradise of nice wide roads and hardly any cars; the tarmac is super smooth, which is  a big bonus. There’s something particularly satisfying about climbing long gradual gradients on smooth tarmac.

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I don’t think Portuguese drivers are any better or worse than English drivers. I couldn’t really tell because there  were so few. 1 thing about heading north – it was very hilly. climb after epic climb. there are not particularly high – up to 580 metres max, but there seems to be  ridge after ridge. On one day, I’d done 1,000m of climbing with only 20 miles on the clock.

I like climbing as much as any cyclist but even me, the hill climbing addict was starting to wish for something flat. It’s not exactly steady base miles country. The gradient of many climbs was also quite steep 12-16% – though mostly more manageable.

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The Dogs

At times it was eerily quiet, not a soul to be seen, but one thing Portugal has is dogs. – Not the cute pampered poodles of Chelsea and Kensington but barking, snarling and vicious sounding dogs. On one quiet road I came across a pack of wild dogs, they were snapping at my hills with real intent, it may have been Jan 2nd, but I soon learnt it’s never too early in the year for flat out fartlek sprint intervals. It brought back memories of hill climb efforts as I slipped into that fight or flight mode.

Yesterday was to be the last cycling day so I went back into the hills north of Albufeira. I came across a fellow Portuguese cyclist and we shared a few km of pacing before we tackled a wicked 300m climb averaging 12% – we made a rapid ascent of this real corker of a climb.

Beginning the descent I saw again my Portuguese nemesis – a dog – it saw me and like a bullet charged into my front wheel. It was impossible to avoid it – I just kept thinking – surely it’s not going to do that. But, it did and I came down with a thud, left leg stuck in the pedal. It might have made a spectacular viewing. It was a bad fall with plenty of road rash which I didn’t want to look at it. I’m not as queasy as I was, but its never a nice sensation to feel your arm wet with blood, the kamakaze dog was injured itself, though I couldn’t summon any sympathy. I just couldn’t believe what it had done. It was a strange scene – an English cyclist laid low by a dog. The Portuguese cyclist stopped to see if I was OK. There were also 2 Portuguese peasants bemoaning something by the side of the road. It might have been their dog, I don’t know. They didn’t speak a word of English, but they looked upset.

The good thing was nothing seemed to be broken, I just turned round and started cycling the 25 miles back to hotel. It was without any question the hardest 25 miles I’d ever ridden. every moderate incline required a great effort and grimacing of the face. After 2 hours of grinding away I got back to the hotel.

When I stepped off the bike I couldn’t walk and only with the greatest difficulty could stand. It was v painful. A doctor came and didn’t think anything broken – just a torn muscle / ligament. It might be quite a long injury but could have been worse. It’s not really painful, just very difficult to walk. It’s strange to be able to cycle for 2 hours and then be unable to walk. but the cycling home probably aggravated the tendon / muscle.

So, if you’re fighting the English winter, just be grateful we don’t have kamikaze dogs. Never will I complain of English weather again! I won’t be in a rush to return to Portugal. Alas the early season hillies may be missed. but we’ll see.

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happy days by the  sea and away from dogs.

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13 Responses to Cycling in the Algarve

  1. Sam Clark January 4, 2014 at 11:22 am #

    Ouch! Pesky dogs! Get well soon, see you in a few weeks.

  2. Dave Miles January 4, 2014 at 1:09 pm #

    Sorry to hear about the fall, I’ve had a similar thing happen but fortunately wasn’t going fast. How did you manage getting the bike on the plane? Did you dismantle it and use a case. According to some reports the airlines are now not so keen to take bikes.

    • tejvan January 4, 2014 at 2:44 pm #

      the airlines are keen to charge you a lot of money to take bike! i will do a post soon.

  3. Bart January 4, 2014 at 10:42 pm #

    very sorry to hear – what a downer to have that happen on your holiday; must have been a nightmare to handle your bike box all the way back to UK.

    Now don’t use your extra spare time to peruse the cycling sales…

  4. David January 6, 2014 at 1:24 pm #

    My experience with angry foreign dogs is that it’s safer to stop and stand your ground (unless you’re confident you can out pace them). Get off the bike and use the time while the dog’s running towards you to gather stones. Throw stones at dog while walking away (in your intended direction of travel), replenishing supply of stones as you go. Eventually, you exit the dog’s territory or it gets bored and you can get back on the bike. May not work so well for pack of dogs.

  5. Robert Weeks January 18, 2014 at 9:06 pm #

    My mother-in-law moved out to Alvaiázere in Portugal a few years ago. That is an extremely hilly area! I will get the bike out there at some point. The roads are very quiet although the Portuguese have two driving speeds: dead slow and stupidly fast.

    One bonus is the cost of the cafes and food. You can have a coffee and cake for less than two Euros and a decent meal for not much more. Cyclist heaven!

    I know the dogs you speak of. Most locals keep them chained to a post in the garden and they never sound friendly.

    Hope you’re back to “normal” soon!

    • tejvan January 19, 2014 at 11:16 am #

      cheers Robert, agree about food and coffee! 60 cents for a decent coffee, I felt compelled to leave a tip. Call it a Euro!

  6. James August 6, 2017 at 9:31 pm #

    CYCLE PATH BETWEEN PRAIA DA LUZ AND LAGOS

    About 15 years ago the only way to cycle this route was on the motoring road – very dangerous!

    Now, 15 years later, is there a cycle path – maybe over the cliff – between Praia da Luz and Lagos?

    James

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