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On the road for ... 1 year, 8 months and 14 days
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Next stage : SPAIN - March 2008
On Mars 15th, 1997, after skydiving with friends on the Moulin Blanc beach in Brest, I took my bike "Magic. 24044kms and 333 days later, I came back to my starting point. The earth is actualy round and magnificient. But it is fragile tto. It is not dangerous, it's the unknown that implies fear. I was specially touched by the russian welcome all over this huge Siberia. This name means goulag and sadness for us in the west but it means a real pleasure for me.
9 years left for this trip but I never forget. There is life before and life after. Every time I see a globe, I wonder how it can be so
small I can go round the world by bike.
Magic is impatient to set off again, it is now decided : we leave again on june, the 10th! It will be ready, so I will. We are A nous les grands espaces, le vent, le soleil, la pluie, sans savoir le matin où nous serons le soir. We are going to ride on this planet without a sound, proud of our wanderer's way of life.
Yesterday again a terrible Eastern Wind between Guelmin and Sidi-Ifni. Front wind and Back one, we can manage
but that kind of wind, no, it much more difficult especially with bags on the side. The bike is oriented on the side where the wind comes from and you need to hold very strongly the handlebar to
keep equilibrium. Yesterday, in a very exposed part between 2 mountains, wind was so strong that Magic became really out of control accelerating impressively without possibility to stop or change
the direction. Thus, I fell very badly: clouds of dust, pains everywhere on my body. 2 cars stop and 3 Moroccans come to rescue 
me; they want to stand the bike but unfortunately the bag on the handlebar opens instantly because of the strong
wind. I see passport, maps, press-book and 10 banknotes of 200 dyrrams I’ve just taken from ATM, going away from me! Fortunately for me, there were some cactus aside the road 50 meters further and
they stopped my stuffs. The Moroccans collect them; we put them very quickly in the bags and try to finish ASAP today’s stage despite the strength of the wind. Nothing broken for me and Magic! Back
to quiet atmosphere Sidi-Efni. Looking at my bag, everything is there, nothing has been lost. So lucky to not have fallen a few kilometers after, when the sides of the road became ravines! 2 days
more with Bruno, and then each of us will take a different road: Bruno straight to Essaouira, and me on the right to Taroudant. It was such a good feeling not to be aloe to do this part of the trip
during one week with such a strong and tiring wind!
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