Stage 10: Elche to Alicante A day of whiplash— trading mist-soaked green slopes for flat, palm-studded shores. The great whooshing rush of the pack, all shouts & gear shifts, traded for the solitary sawing of disc wheels. One by one, the riders stop atop the big ramp below the golden stone fortress before they’re sent to attack the walls of themselve…
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