We present the winner of the competition The day 10 June 12 friends got together to spend a memorable weekend, the province was chosen between Salamanca and Caceres, and the natural park of the Batuecas and the Rock of France, the starting point was a very small town The Cabezo, in the province of Caceres, a town of Charo, the wife of Pepe the pods who was the promoter of the KDD, pepe would finally fulfill his dream of seeing their friends and ride with them through the valley of the Batuecas, I had been there a couple of years ago and left impresionao of this range. Friday day 10 after a long journey, we vega of slag, we were very close to the hillock, and Pepe teach the puertaco commitment of the Hurdes Casares and so look at other possible KDD, walking around the ciborium, that if , landscape and the views were of infarction and the thousand curves dizzy in the car we were Pepe, Luis Miguel and I, in another car with Jotajota Joseabiker and Jose Mari, we finally arrived at Cabezo, there are Southern Command, Barbara and Peter did not want to miss this incredible opportunity to learn and not so named Sierra, had also Josechu llegao only as a last minute sasa was low on the death of his grandmother. We intalamos Rural accommodation in the Cabezo de la Portilla, a very beautiful and comfortable houses, in one of them get together every couple dinner and spend a nice time before going to bed. With nerves to sleep but in the end cost and ROD dawn begins to crack, our friends from the rock of the lizards had left at 3 in the morning to arrive at 7 and changed to start pedaling, so if that is aficionuna beating well worth it, the view from the cottage are superb. The owner of the photo Portilla us out, we are eager to start 12 pedal and know this area, I conosco something but I could not imagine what I expected. The continuous cross cuidao ago to go with Jose left the Body pam's take a good day for outdoor cycling, the true sport healthy. We came to a crossroads where we pull to the left now on the road to Rio Malo, the temperature is very good and it's time to look bicep. We llaneando by an excellent track workouts Pepe territory in August when you spend your holiday, here the very concentrao guide in the task. Jose then call 112 to see if they can send someone to pick up the animal, put him in contact with the animal protection and passed the ball to each other. leave marks on the track with sticks if they come by, Jose said he tried to find an we devemos continue our way, and sadly left the animal. After miles and miles of tracks, now it's a trail of black leg, Pepe knew that the staff wanted a route with some trail and try to find the best, crossing the river Josechu Brickyard. Barbara under the watchful eye of Peter, passing through a narrow stretch on the right, the road to Vega de Coria Riomalo and where the crossing to the Mestas. We went through the streets of the Rebollosa and started a gentle climb on a road without traffic, with fantastic views of the Sierra del Castillo on our right, Pepe extremely happy, it reminds me how good we had a couple of years ago by a route through this area. We are three grupetas, in the first, and Josemari Jotajota highest setting a rate move towards our next destination, Herguijuela of the mountains, Luis Miguel, Jose and Antonio. We are slowly going up the track, regroup a bit before reaching the town, always Juanjo modorro head since we left the Rebollosa. we are very close now and when he planned to continue on the path of right, Pepe surprises me with one variant and cojemos a track that rises to the left of earth, the gap is inevitable. We left a very narrow street and quite drop into Mill Road and has the Meadow, where you can walk along this beautiful trail PRSA 14 to the pool. Cojemos a forest trail leaving the trailhead to a famous Hague, which has a spectacular painting, and we left the beautiful town with the Sierra del Castillo in the background, beautiful views!. We left the jungle and begin serious and ramps up in the sun, Pepe up this port expert, knows very well what is, and Juanjo Josemari try to follow, but is rather unwise. We came to a gate and have decided to go down like this and where this staff, because in this section ramps biting, the Pepe grupeta follow up a pool to quedao Manolo alone and is already near the gate. I do not see strange little breasts and Peter, and also lack Antonio, but Antonio had Pinchao, and had dyed to make a fudge to continue. We follow a track llaneo gentle climb and where you can see from afar the Rock of France, the highest point of our route. Peter, Joe and I put a marcheta with more joy and we plant in the port gate, the rock of France awaits us, but it will be after dinner in town, the Pool. We catch him and a few sandwiches to eat something light, because we have to climb up the Rock of France, JOE out of tune that yellow jersey. After lunch, we prepared to follow our route before we get some pictures in this unique place, we become one with the whole group less water Josechu who was fucking who sends him to leave at the key moment. Pepe takes us out of town direcion the gate and a track to the right we turn, we begin to climb until we reached a crossroads where Pepe doubt, at the end in a few who saw the light Rummage him and took the road liamos wrong but very interesting, ramps variant after biting a great time, an advance strip to explore the issue without knowing it went up the road to Peña. We went down to a stream, the area is very nice and the lure of being unsafe to go in the right, gives a touch of excitement to this interesting section, Pepe. Pepe is on our left the way I wanted to grab, but it is tardeeste that we love it, these ramps grueling test our legs and heart. follow up some steep ramps by bush and into the woods, now begins a very funny but also very technical, not so much the first area, the trail is spectacular. We reached a fairly technical section and elevation at the same time zone for the more technical and especially strong, Peter puts the turbo, Jose leaves. I still remember the beating that beat me trying to follow E: T, rise peazo we stick with calenton including E: T and I, the trail is black leg, Josechu Jose and reaching the hill road. Once together, we got what we have left to the top of the Peña de Francia, Luis Miguel is determined to not want to go up and turn around, is to catch and hide a tantrum of Pepe suyasy convinces him to follow, while everyone colocao Peter and I set cruise to the top about 6 km and a half to 180 beats a half and seeing as E: T was going slowly, each enjoying their own way and Peter and I from time to time we stick these homage. Peña de France 1728 m, from here the views are great, my awesome port is not very hard but cuidao you have to be in good shape to go the distance we can see the track that goes to the step of Wolves, for there we had to have come. Antonio and Manolo are the first to arrive, as Antonio had the cover made misto, decided to go by road, Peter and I we advance through the cave of mosquitoes or so. Josechu always finishes the job with his now classic horse, Pepe had been caring for the flock quedao comes as it never has in the rock, not to be helping in the back of the group, surely would have climbed to fire. It seems that an Luismi and Juanjo quedao in the crossing over the Lobos, where the road continues to Monsagro, the climb up the road raged and to avoid cramps down the road, We take a quick Coke and we become a SAN HEATERS photos. Since I knew the rock of France, and saw the step of Wolves, was anxious to live this moment forward, since it was launched and preparation of this KDD, Pepe did his research for more trialeros should stay happy, Pepe had bajandome deceptions two years before the road, but this time would give me great joy. road we went down the four miles to the step of Wolves, and cojemos the long distance footpath GR-10 E-7, the most impressive I've bajao until now, Barbara, and manolo antonio road down to Monsagro, others we'll have some time. Jose lost to bottom in the body but his bold technique pam keeps it intact, we get excited and take turns making us pictures on thirty curves that have this unique trail. Pepe and despite not being wanted their war with us, THE UNCLE ROD in their natural habitat but there was plenty to talk. Josemari only reprensentante Torrejon de Ardozno as others, misses the Head and Angel which are common in these KDDS also Alfonso and Sasa and some more of course. Once all together and safe on the first assault, follow the path that is virtually indistinguishable from the ferns so big there, THIS IS A WONDER AND LONGER LIFE A LITTLE MORE. With the river on our left Agadon now, the trail narrows and begins a chained falls, the first is Jesus, SHAME THAT HELPED MAKE ME OR CALLED spend TONIS?. Where you can see animals of all kinds, here you have the ALBORRONCHO OF FERNS, ONLY YOU CAN SEE IN RARE INSTANCES OF UNCLE AND ALWAYS ACCOMPANY THE ROD AND OTHER CRAZY ABOUT THE NATURE, THE REST OF THE YEAR AND incha greenhouse MAKING YOUR BODY MAP CHEST PA IS TO GIVE WITH UNCLE ROD OR NOT. Call tonis!, Jose is too small the path and lands on a rock that makes you hurt your back, thank goodness that the backpack takes the blow. the path is there for much and we have an endless number of steps, with all sorts of traps to be vigilant ago, this trail is like a box of surprise, and Peter can claim to have. A little more up front crossed the old stone bridge, Puente de la Yunta, of magnificent handcrafted and rivers where they spend together and Agadon Agadon Chico. There we will find a sign indicating that we have 5 miles to Monsagro and we traveled 7 miles and a half from the Rock France, Pepe says you have to grab a track that comes to our right, but the sign Endica the 5 kms of Monsagro path to a very great temptation, pepe desconose warns us that path, the majority voted for the Rummage, so here we go .. Llevao Josechu who had much desire further back, it came out in the photos, but once I got ahead I could make some, such as itching, bad start. Peter gives an envy of those who probao the ravine and almost have to go down to the bike, luckily without collateral damage. Later, the trail becomes more technical, suddenly we were Josechu, Peter and I, The others stay further back, fatigue and difficulty making a dent in the grupeta, Josechu faces great technical sections with Flipper. the landscape suddenly changes and we enter a forest of pines and oaks, we reached the bridge of the Lajas, Josechu not reliable and disassembled at the bridge, this corner is great. We still know too tired Josemari to cover and why are not behind us, we think that the tiredness will go to the podium and quieter, while Peter, Josechu and I keep a constant struggle to try to pass all sections to be us, I LOVE THESE CHALLENGES, AND IF OVER THE LANDSCAPE IS LUXURY THEN MUCH MORE. The last mile is terrible, and you have to have very good legs to deal with it as there are ramps that lead to our pride and we are what we wear cute, Josechu acts like a champ, but is beginning to suffer the consequences. The Rio Agadon has been our partner in this spectacular trail route, we are in the valley and close Agadon Monsagro, staff must be preocupao and led us to ask about two hours and have to be to wait for the cap. We went to the 940 square meters Monsagro, and there are, Juanjo, Luis Miguel, Barbara, Manolo, and antonio bored of waiting, but had to wait more because the other takes to reach the end Josemari brings the wheel with a rave, come so about two kms. Josemari think of leaving now, and this silly desmoralizao a rave, that all problems are like this, so we roll up and solve what for me is a small setback, but josemari the end of the world, before revising Luismi Jose shift that also has problems. The staff goes into battery and we employ rapides thoroughly and as if it were a change in the very Ferraris, among risasy by antonio carrying a chunk of cover, the whole group must reach the hillock and get out of trouble thanks to good work of the group. Juanjo not lucky enough to pass the path of the wolves, they lost to the best of the route, but the legs are the boss. Pepe takes us a pretty good track, but occasionally we have to climb a rampones stiff left leg to the most cansaos. Then continue down until Pepe stops where there is a track to the right of increase, and that is the viewpoint of the oaks and where spectacular views of the valley beside the river north Brickyard and its south side, saw the log, but it's late and would give us time to get by day, so keep up the quarry, to then continue down at breakneck speed until Riomalo above. Then we headed down the road Brickyard, some rolling hills remind us of the beating and the hours we have been on the bike, but it is all done, pepe is very glad it came out all right. Low light and go back the last ledge and we sank quietly to the hillock, Jose had half their forces with luismi but ultimately decided to wait for the group to come together in the village. Once again and as always we hugged to celebrate my awesome route we set thanks to Pepe who invented a class trip for everyone, no more time to waste we went quick shower and drove us to Vega Coria to celebrate a great day of MTB twelve good friends, the time of the dinner was great, we ate a great time and try some delicious candy that brought our friends the lizards, they always have those that make them special detallazos join people like that is the beauty of this sport. Then we went to sleep, the day had been intense in every way, on Sunday I got up early and take advantage of a walk and stretch the Cabezo Piernes, I pass two cyclists. After we returned to the hatch Cabezo, our friends there already lagartigas preparao to go, just grab faltama cherries and a few jars of honey, the hatch hillock is an ideal place for these KDDS, Peter and Trini their owners treated us very well, and the cottages are perfect to relax in natural surroundings. We had really good by the natural park of the Batuecas and saw the rock of France, an amazing area with many possibilities for other KDD from this report I give again the grace for this great weekend put me through all and especially to my friend Pepeque with very little time to organize this luxury travel, struggled for long sessions of research and getting by stony to surprise and then with this unforgettable route, Pepe left the flag high for the Hurdes and the rock of France with the dramatic step of Wolves, but I'm sure the next will be just as interesting. MAKE ME A STORY BUT Costão owed it to MIS 11 COMPANIONS AND EXCITING ADVENTURE IS COMPLETE, BUT IN SPECIAL FRIEND THAT PEPE READY CARGAO 2012 COMES IN MANY AND NEW ADVENTURES WITH THE MTB. BOMB!! this is a pump. If this is how friend René year I started watching your peazo buy a mountain bike repor of Batuecas that well we had with you all. In more than one will put the teeth back largosal see what they missed. I just finished watching the story and want to tell you friend Rene. No words I've dejao. Very nice guy, nice and dear to me, is that this particular KDD for me means a lot. All indications are that in this return by 2012 and there. Yimi, Sasa, Backpacker and more were left without any power to do it and I insist a lot in return. In principle this spoken to return on October. The tour will be different, even I have to define but I can say that you will be much trialero in 2012. There will be clues, (as I orgnizandolo not …) but far less and if, as I say, but trialeras paths and stuff. That if the visit to the pool and lowering the pitch of the GR that is imnegociable Wolves. I already want to invite you again from everyone to conzcais this beautiful area of Spain, to all our friends from Granada, the Lizards again and my colleagues in Madrid. As I said, I'll go and report it more or less of the route but the idea is that, more trail. Some are known the modorro Rene, and more km's for the people of the mountains of France. Rene, congratulations for this superreportaje truth and whether it be for the undecided and we encourage good grupeta runtamos by Hurdes next year. Happy New Year to all. Well, honestly Rene, do not know what impressed me more, if the path (which should be memorable, no doubt), or