Quad Bike Adventures in Berga, Spain.

The afternoon was well under way by the time our bus rolled into Berga, the mornings hiking and that smashing lunch were now well behind us. Situated half way down the mountains Berga had a sleepy, one horse town sort of feel to it. But we weren’t there for horses… We were there for adventure – adventure in the form of Quad bikes!
(The company we were there with was called Indomit, they organise all sorts of adventurous activities and some pretty crazy ones too).
Now Georgie and I are no strangers to the ways of a quad, she used to have one and we’ve misspent many a day ripping fields apart with one – but this was set to be different. We were just outside a small town but even from there the landscape hinted at the possibility of fun, of hilly tracks and dirt roads. I do always have my doubts on group adventures like that though because It’s usually the case that a group is held back by it’s least experienced member, but hey, we didn’t pay for anything so I wasn’t about to say poke it!

We got a look at the four wheeled beauties and got sized up for safety gear. Our guide gave us a brief safety briefing and we paired off and plonked on a quad.
Georgie was up first with the driving so I just leaned back and enjoyed the ride like a Spanish Miss Daisy. As expected it was slightly slow going to begin with while everyone got used to things but as we rolled through the narrow streets of a nearby town everyone was beginning to loosen up and the quad bike procession was moving nicely… Georgie however was not happy with the pace and hung right back as to open a gap between us and the next quad, wait until there was room… And boot it, full throttle down the track. She did that plenty of times before the guide caught on and gave us a good old finger wave.

The track deteriorated into a forest and we got another brief briefing about keeping our distances as we entered the rough stuff… And away they roared, one by one into the forest. We were behind Nellie (Wild Junket) and Karen (Europe A La Carte) and as Nellie pulled onto the track bless her, the front wheel caught a rut and threw them right up the verge, they were balancing on two wheels and the thing was about ready to topple over onto Karen… I had to jump off our quad and go balance theirs quickly before they ended up wearing it!
By the time I’d helped them get it back down and ready to roll again the guide came running back all worried that there had been an incident of massive proportion or something… Over my shoulder Georgie was pulling some of the sweetest do-nuts I’ve seen for a long long time.
Crisis over Karen took the reigns and with slightly more caution we were off once again.

Once things got moving it was actually really fun, I enjoyed it much more than I thought I would and despite nearly being driven off one of the hills (I’ll mention no names) it turned out to be one of the best Quad rides I’ve ever been on. I don’t know if it was the hilly forest tracks (In Norfolk it’s as flat as a pancake) the quietly beautiful mountain scenery or the onset of a rather tasty sunset but by the time we got back to “The Ranch” everyone seemed full of it, whatever “it” is. I think despite not everyone liking the Quad bike adventure, they did however appreciate it and over some warming coffees the whole bunch of bloggers seemed to have bonded a great deal…

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