To be honest in Estonia I didn’t understand why the hell we have this smallest front gear wheel on the bikes, especially when everybody is doing everything to get the bike as light as possible. Now I know! :)
At the end of first road there is even a hiking trail going higher. Demn, but the thing is that everybody coming down are nodding their head when looking us and saying something in Slovak or Polish. Then finally one Danish guy stops to tell that we are a bit crazy going there by bike. After a short talk and few hundred meters further we realised indeed, that this track can be done… but maybe some other time, and definitely without bikes.
The rid! We took another hiking trail. First going along the mountain side, often had to carry the bike on our back. And then at one point the descent starts.
Fast down, trees, soil and big rocks. Speed for this terrain hell of a fast. I am used to break with only one finger, there at some moment my fingers were getting so tired that couldn’t hold anymore. When down hands and legs are shaking for some time.
Adrenalin!
Lost in nowhere. As our Slovakian language was not that good to read the warning signs, so we finished up in the area where storm had thorn up the trees and "lucky us" the bicyclability was up 0%
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