Monjur towing the group home at the end of nearly all the rides when we were all on our last legs. This was after he claimed to have bonked multiple times on the ride (allegedly).
Jav’s sprint finish onto the summit of the highest climb on the island.
Monjur waking up in the middle of the night to have a gel because he was…bonking.
Abu Thamim leading us out onto the wrong side of the road.
Abu Thamim’s masterclass in climbing on Sa Calobra.
Abu Thamim destroying the group on a ‘recovery’ ride.
Me pedalling home one legged.
Waiting for hours in vain for a halal kebab shop to open.
Seeing the local muslim community and praying jummah.
Apart from my mechanical near the end of the ride on the last day, the trip was a success overall. Everyone enjoyed themselves, the scenery and weather was amazing throughout. We met quite a few people from the UK too. The local people were also very friendly and welcoming. Although not immediately obvious, there is also a significant community of muslims on the island. There was a good turnout at the masjid we attended for jummah in Sa Pobla, mashAllah. I would strongly recommend Mallorca for cycling. Credit to Abu Thamim for organising pretty much everything, from booking flights and accommodation to planning the routes and giving mid ride massages.
This ride was an easier outing after doing a significant amount of climbing the previous day. We set out with the aim of extending the route on the way back depending on how we felt later on in the ride.
The route began very flat as we cruised alongside the coastline heading towards the north of the island. The first climb was mostly in shade and led us to a stunning view point where we regrouped and took pictures. From here the route was rolling and we all settled into our own rhythm. The sunny, clear blue skies and the Balearic sea provided a stunning backdrop throughout. We were heading to the northernmost point of the island where there was a lighthouse amongst the cliffs.
We reached the top of the lighthouse to discover that there was a production crew filming scenes for a film. We also found a small coffee shop, we settled here for a short while tucking into the treats on offer.
We then headed back the way we came. At the first viewing point we bumped into quite a few cyclists including some from England. Monjur then decided to split off from the main group to do reps of the climb. The three of us then set off to Sa Pobla, a small town around 20KM from our hotel with the intention of finding a masjid to perform jummu’ah (Friday prayers).
We arrived in Sa Pobla and spotted a sister who gave us directions towards the town square. As we headed in this direction, we spotted what seemed like a grocery shop. It turned out the shop was in fact a halal butchers owned by a very helpful Arab brother. With a combination of broken Arabic and sign language, we managed to get directions to a local masjid. The masjid looked quite unassuming from outside, however inside it was very spacious and also had a separate floor for sisters.