Days 5-7 Roman Bridges, Haro Wineries and The Guggenheim Bilbao
Day 5
Day 5 rewarded us with a stunning 41 mile ramble through the Oja Valley along La Rio Oja with a lunch stop in Haro. Haro is a hilltop city that self-proclaims itself as the capital of the Rioja region.
Community River Laundry
The River Oja, Banares
Our first stop, Banares, was especially picturesque. The Banares community maintains some beautiful public spaces including an public outdoor laundry pavilion (fed by the Oja River). The community also has a prominent stone jai alai fronton along the river, as well as public plaza's and beautiful churches.
Not far from Banares was the tiny village of Cihuri where we diverted off our main cycle route to view an elegantly arched Roman Bridge dating back to the second century.
Roman Bridge in Cihuri
Over my lifetime I keep being reminded that, while the Greeks presented civilization with its most heroic advances in ancient art, the Romans stand as the world's most accomplished ancient engineers.
The fact that we viewed one, and safely crossed another, Roman bridge in today's ride tells a story about building for the ages.
While modern American society lately tends to opt for the least costly way to build public structures, bridges and highways (resulting in a nation filled with crumbling infrastructure) these elegant arched bridges make the case for designing beautiful structures that last.
From here we pedaled along the River Oja through rich farmland and huge aligned groves of tall poplar trees (harvested for use in making crates) on our way to Haro.
Haro
Haro turned out to be a wonderful spot to enjoy food and drink. We began with plates of its famous spicy potatoes (patatas bravas) washed down with wine or beer. After that we found a local pub known for its skewers of mushrooms.
After lunch we set off to find Haro's famous, and indescribably soft, chocolate wine truffles. I bought some to transport home, but precious few actually made it home.
Haro is also known as the home to the annual "Battle of Wine". Every June 29, after a mass is held, throngs of participants take to the streets of Haro to throw thousands of liters of wine at each. Think of it as the boozy version of the Buñol's annual tomato throwing event.
The festival is the offshoot of a disagreement between Haro and Miranda de Ebro over the rights to some cliffs. In this part of the world many disagreements are resolved with wine.
After lunch we rode over a second Roman bridge this time spanning the River Ebro on our way to the little village of Briñas and another beautiful hotel; the Palacio Tondón.
The River Ebro from the Hotel Palacio Tondón
We gathered for a wine tasting in the Hotel's own Bodega and then dinner in a local restaurant that served the piles of the most wonderful grilled lamb chops I have ever eaten.
After lots of wine and a mountain of lamb chops I crawled of to my room and slept like a pup.
Day 6
Upon awakening we boarded a shuttle up to the hillside village of Berganzo to embark on our last major ride. Today's ride took us downhill into the rich farmlands of the Canyon of Billium. The roads through farms and vineyards were quiet; some hugging hillsides and others passing through rock hewn tunnels. On two wheels the ride was spectacular.
Farms of the Conchas de Haro
Gloriously Empty Roads
Once again we ended our ride in Haro at the Bilbainas Winery. But today we enjoyed a wine tasting in the gardens of the Bodegas Bilbainas before being shuttled into the vineyards themselves for an elegant picnic lunch served in an ancient stone structure. The wine industry in the Rioja region is clearly in its ascendance.
Bodegas Bilbainas
Our Guides Itziar and Jose
As with all VBT's tours the last evening we gathered for a farewell dinner.
After 9 European cycling adventures, this one was really special. We made friends with amazing riders from all over North America. We experienced wonderful cycling, ate amazing food and enjoyed remarkable wines. But more than that, we came to love the people, history and beauty of Spain's extraordinary Basque region.
Day 7
The morning of our final day we boarded a shuttle, bid our terrific guides adieu, and set off to Bilbao.
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