by Henk de Groot
(Rotterdam, The Netherlands)
The guides
It is time to reveal a secret which I have kept for a number of years to myself. Due to the climate of West Europe where I am living, winter and spring is a bad time to do some serious mountain bike training.
So where did we go in order to prepare us for a grueling season? The lads and I all flocked to the Canary Islands. Unfortunately the rest of the mountain bike community did likewise! The result was that the isle got overrun by bikers, which took the whole fun out of the complete experience.
During the summer, me and the missus always went on a beach holiday to Crete, Greece. Sun, sea, mass tourism, you get the picture. After a couple of days I always used to feel restless and bored.
One afternoon I slipped away and took a stroll along the "back roads" of my holiday resort and came across this "MTB Center" called Olympic Bike Travel. After walking up to the bike shop I was amazed by the quality SCOTT bikes which were displayed, as I have never seen any decent bikes in Greece. Not even mentioning the fact that I have never seen a Greek riding a mountain bike at all.
I had to return to the MTB Center after 18.00 hrs., as there was a message in the window saying, “Dear bikers, we are not here now as we are all on tour.” Although I was a little disappointed, I already decided to pop down to the shop before evening supper.
When I came back later in the evening I was greeted with a lot of enthusiasm, and I found in the shop everything a biker could wish for: well maintained mountain bikes, helmets, repair kits, pumps, maps, the lot.
As I did not expect anything like this I did not pack any biking gear. No problem. In a couple of minutes the guides gave me from their own kit: cycling shorts, gloves and even SPD shoes.
