Riding over the Taygetos range between Sparta and Kalamata was an epic journey that I have anticipated for years. This sparsely populated range is every bit deserving of its reputation for fierce and remote beauty. The road winds forever upwards through switchback after switchback, under plunging cliffs and past the occasional roadside altar. We were beckoned through the pass by the call of wild goats and the promise of fresh picked cherries. Always good motivators for me. Unfortunately, the heatwave we cycled through cooked our cherries before we got to enjoy them, but there was still some satisfaction in having cycled one of Greece's most daunting passes to get them.
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