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Filosofía CalchaBike

Pasado y Presente

…CalchaBike nacio hace 9 años como un viaje con amigos. La premisa de esa primera travesía era simple; pasar un fin de semana de aventura, con amigos y rodeado de la inmensidad de los paisajes que ofrece el valle calchaqui. 
 
Hoy, como empresa, 9 años después; podemos decir con orgullo que no hemos cambiado mucho y que la esencia de CalchaBike se mantiene intacta. En el camino hemos aprendido y sumado nuevos valores y experiencias que nos han enriquecido y que permiten trasmitirle a cada cliente una visión mas completa de lo que es un viaje en bicicleta.
 

¨La inmensidad de Los Andes te recuerda lo ínfimo que puede ser nuestro paso por este mundo¨.

La Experiencia

Viajar en dos ruedas marca un antes y un después en la vida de cualquier viajero. Todos los caminos, hasta aquellos que transitamos mas de cien veces antes, se transforman; los detalles, que al pasar en un auto son imperceptibles; sobre nuestras bicicletas se tornan relevantes y mágicos. Los olores, el viento en la cara y el solo hecho de estar envueltos por el paisaje sin techos y ventanillas al rededor dan una sensación de libertad indescriptible….

¨No hay alegría mas grande, en medio de las montañas, que estar compartiendo este viaje con amigos¨

La cima, los 4.000 m.s.n.m.

The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli, but the Little Blind Text didn’t listen. She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way. When she reached the first hills of the Italic Mountains, she had a last view back on the skyline of her hometown Bookmarksgrove, the headline of Alphabet Village and the subline of her own road, the Line Lane. Pityful a rethoric question ran over her cheek, then she continued her way. On her way she met a copy. The copy warned the Little Blind Text, that where it came from it would have been rewritten a thousand time.

Blind Text should turn around and return to its own, safe country. But nothing the copy said could convince her and so it didn’t take long until a few insidious Copy Writers ambushed her, made her drunk with Longe and Parole and dragged her into their agency, where they abused her for their projects again and again. And if she hasn’t been rewritten, then they are still using her.Far far away.

El Abra del Condor

¨Un paisaje que te deja sin aliento¨

On her way she met a copy. The copy warned the Little Blind Text, that where it came from it would have been rewritten a thousand times and everything that was left from its originOn her way she met a copy. The copy warned the Little Blind Text.

Llegar a un lugar mágico... Iruya

A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil.

I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now. When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects and flies, then I feel the presence of the Almighty, who formed us in his own image, and the breath of that universal love which bears and sustains us.

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