The title of this post used to be an unthinkable case before I started travelling intensively (mostly on 2 wheels) but for the last decade (plus) it has been rather a normality for me, unless weather sucks big time making it time to stay home. Well, "home" has also become relative as the saddle of my bike frequently feels more like home than my official one but that's another story (and another post maybe).
There couldn't be a longer middle finger to the energy war we all experience than this beyond superb weather that we still have here over Hellenic soil even in the beginning of November, embarrassing the summer days. Simply couldn't get any better under this bright was sunshine so I'm leaving the big city named Athens behind and head West.
West of Athens there's lots of industrial/dodgy areas so I'll spare you that part of the route but as the traffic drops after Mandra I start enjoying the good tarmac and the sweet bends on the E962:
