We went for a bike ride to a little village up a mountain, which is meant to have a good view and show what it was like back in the old days for these people up in the mountains. It was a 70km round trip bike ride, which was ok. It was the last 300m up the mountain which was the ball breaker.. That last 300m (in altitude) up took us just under an hour. My legs have never hated me so much. It was as close to vertical as you can get, and still being able to ride. But the view and the day made it worth it..