There is something special about early morning cycles at this time of the year, like this morning. Started off in semi-dusk, with the sea-salty taste of the mist still enveloping the road and then seeing the sun break through, painting the budding vineyards in gold. It is about racing down hills and grinding up the inclines, through layers of air with different temperatures.
Thursday, October 10, 2013
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