This is Jan's story of his little dream vacation.
Just another interpretation of "Sweet-Spot-Training"!
With another season of straining work under the belly and a window of 3 weeks without any work related meetings ahead - it only took one short peek out the window to unveil the absence of a number of crucial things.
First: There is no ocean next to Münster!
Second: Germany in March is not the cyclist’s perfect playground - unless one likes it rough, wet and rather cold.
So why not get out for a short stint?
Why not get off the beaten path for once?
We always talk about it.
We always dream about it.
Sometimes we read about it.
And Instagram shows us tons off pics of other people living their small or large scale adventures…But the one little thing that often separates us from really living those dreams and fantasies ourselves is the drive to „just do it“.
A quick look at STRAVA Heatmaps confirmed my assumption that Nicaragua is not (yet!) the Mallorca of the Americas - and this detail was my personal green light for this little adventure.
I would pack my 2 surfboards, build a DIY surfboard-trailer for my CANYON INFLITE and find out how good of an idea it really is to explore the Nicaraguan coastline by bike in search of a few good waves to ride.
And I will be honest. It is quite a challenge to maneuver through the nation’s capital city of Managua trying to hold your ground between seemingly hundreds of 18-wheelers but once outside the city, life gets beautiful - real fast and the ooooohhhs and aaaahhhs come in bunches!
To make a long story short, I’ll cut right to the core:
It is the best idea for a short vacation whatsoever!
Such a rewarding way to experience a country, its people and its coastline.
The warmth of… yes the weather.. but even more so the locals - is overwhelming!
„Ayyy loco- Que buena idea!“ - was the people’s music to my trip.
From high fives to generous invitations.
From shy giggles to a group of schoolgirls dancing for you at the side of the road.
From grueling uphill volcano climbs (this time for real volcanos and not the Zwift ones) to 55 kph downhills, with the trailer in tow.
From a paved panamericana highway to gravel roads that seem like gravel pits.
From land to sea. From bike to boards.
From crowded peaks to empty pointbreaks.
You can always expect the full spectrum on a trip like this.
And I promise, you’ll never forget the joy of sitting down with a total stranger over a cold beer, checking your strava track for the miles you rode on a hot and sticky day before you wash away the sweat in the warm pacific waters!
I know this might sound cheezy…but it’s true...
Life can be pretty sweet sometimes!