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  • Photo of Eurobasket y Pedal: Eslovenia. Etapa 2) Kobarid-Vrsic Pass-Kranjska Gora-Mojstrana.
  • Photo of Eurobasket y Pedal: Eslovenia. Etapa 2) Kobarid-Vrsic Pass-Kranjska Gora-Mojstrana.
  • Photo of Eurobasket y Pedal: Eslovenia. Etapa 2) Kobarid-Vrsic Pass-Kranjska Gora-Mojstrana.
  • Photo of Eurobasket y Pedal: Eslovenia. Etapa 2) Kobarid-Vrsic Pass-Kranjska Gora-Mojstrana.
  • Photo of Eurobasket y Pedal: Eslovenia. Etapa 2) Kobarid-Vrsic Pass-Kranjska Gora-Mojstrana.
  • Photo of Eurobasket y Pedal: Eslovenia. Etapa 2) Kobarid-Vrsic Pass-Kranjska Gora-Mojstrana.

Time  8 hours 32 minutes

Coordinates 2912

Uploaded January 7, 2014

Recorded September 2013

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near Kobarid, Kobarid (Slovenija)

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Second day of route and most epic stage of the trip: we entered the Julian Alps. Clouds that threaten water in abundance prevent us from seeing this morning the rocky hell towards which we are heading. The people of the area warn us that last night has snowed on the peaks, with that mixture of admiration, grief and empathy that awaken the crazies of the summits with saddlebags.
We left, already with the rain on top. We are 250m high but, as I said, the landscape can not be more alpine. We soon passed Bovec, known as a paradise for rafting and the natural scenery of many scenes of "Crónicas de Narnia". It is easy to understand why: Soça shows its purest emerald color, meandering among meadows that seem to be 1500m, but they are 300, which makes the mountains that accompany the valley appear more majestic, which already flirt with the 2000m . Green everywhere.
As in the previous stage, the road kisses the bed of the river and moves away to approach again, which translates into small ups and downs that do not make us very funny even when they go down, thinking about the level that has to be overcome today: 1611m, and we are going up 100 to immediately lower 50. These descents are not comforting, no.
So we arrived, freed and with a considerable spanking (almost 45km and about 1000m accumulated) to Trenta, we have arrived at the birth of the Soça and here the jokes are over. After 3 eggs fried with ham in a restaurant with bikers watching us, between admired and lazy, we attacked that point of the map we have marked on the map for months: the Vrsic. This port (strategic point in World War I) is considered as a First one that lacks a bit to be Special Category, but if we stick to the hardness coefficient of APM, it is practically tied with, for example, Alp D'Huez. .. I do not know what else they want. After Trenta a pair of rampones put us on notice of what awaits us later, but the party begins when we see the signal that tells us the elevation 610m and that we are in the curve 1 of 50 (counting both slopes). Then we will see the signal of 14% in 9 km and there yes you drop the eggs to the ground. From there there is little to say, if you want to rest you have no choice but to stop, because the closest thing to that will be the horseshoe curves that you will go around. Yes, like the photos, because they almost seemed descents. It is a port of a magnificent firm, not very busy: groups of bikers, bikers with skinny that come from the other side (the easiest) vans with families offering you food and their cries of encouragement just like we have gone the clamp ? It is an ascent between very dense vegetation and a narrow valley: it is difficult to know where you really go and, if you make pools, when taking the next horseshoe, you will surely fail. The only reference are the signs that indicate the elevation and the curve number and, believe me, if you see a sign that tells you that you have a 1.5 km top but it goes by 17%, you do not know if it makes you happy . Immense joy yes you feel when, after a small stretch of 3% crowns, your partner (already with the changed clothes) offers you some apples that have offered him an Israeli family and a couple of jubilets it seems funny to photograph you half in balls on the snow and jubilant waving a t-shirt of the Red of the Chinese. After all seen, the landscape at the top does not seem especially nice but ... at 100 meters of descent we skid the bikes with saddlebags included: Austria, the mountain range of the Karavanke is presented in front of our eyes. White rock with golden reflections crowned with snow, to remove the "feeling".
The surprises continue when descending we find the famous cobbled curves that have been like this since the time of the Great War, they say that for it to be a record of what happened there. Nice in any case, a very special descent. We stopped at a small lake before Kranjska Gora and we recreated seeing where we have come down from. We have changed the river, now we go down the Sava, the waters of this one are blue instead of green and we look for refuge, a beer and a TV to see the basketball in Mojstrana. We have earned it.

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