The last 8 km climbing across a ridge on a dirt track was absolute agony and in some places we had to push the bikes. At one stage we even considered brewing tea in our steaming hot water bottles. Arrived at the beach and stopped at the first beach café we saw. Celebrated Teresa’s birthday chatting to some American (Texan) holiday makers (who invited us to experience tubing, dragging along cold beers), watching the abundant wildlife and enjoying a few beers. Loved the outstanding vews so much that we overnighted at café’s nearby beach huts. What a spot!