My favorite group of freaks on wheels has a tough life braving against the elements, but still manage to snap some photos. Cycling paths normally take them through very nice landscapes, while I get to drive behind trucks and never have a safe oportunity to photograph the sights.
When we schedule the pitstops along the way, we rely on maps and are concerned with distances, so we have no idea how things look like - hardly a priority. Every now and again, I'm lucky to reach a location where I can actually walk around and see something nice before the riders come for food and water.
Here's something from Rackeve, just because.