We live as long as we fly
The next morning we hopped on our bikes and rolled out toward Yalta. But since last time I didn't show you all the photos, first, a bit more from the previous day.
The plan for the next day was to drive up to the Ai-Petri pass in a van, and from there roll down on bikes through its 250 switchbacks. But the plans were crushed by a heavy rain right from the morning, and almost until the evening. In the end, we decided to drive God knows where, namely – through Yalta to the resort town of Gurzuf.
So, I left off at the point where nothing good awaited us ahead.
Even though we were a bit tired after the cave city, and arrived at the Grand Canyon around 2 PM, we decided to wander around it. We didn't take the tourist route, but went straight along the very bottom of the canyon, which, of course, isn't any easier, but is a hundred times more interesting.
Judging by my GPS, we walked 14.6 kilometers, gaining and losing about 600 meters of elevation.
