There are places where speed doesn’t matter, where the gaze lingers and thought finds its natural course. “Words in Deriva” is that refuge: a space where writing travels unhurriedly, flowing like water between stones, collecting stories, emotions, and questions along the way. <\/span><\/p>\n Here there is room for chronicles of routes, tales of sunrises and sunsets, moments frozen in memory, verses that emerge after pedaling for hours or walking in the rain. There is no fixed destination, only the pleasure of writing and sharing the inner journey that accompanies each step, each pedal stroke, each pause in front of the landscape. <\/span><\/p>\n Feel free to get lost and find yourself among these letters, to read slowly, to return whenever you want. Because in being adrift, as in slow living, the important thing is not to arrive, but to let yourself be carried away by the word. <\/span><\/p>\n<\/div> I like riding alone. It\u2019s a habit that brings me calm, clarity, and a sense of balance that\u2019s hard to find amid the noise of everyday life. I\u2019ve already shared some of those benefits in this Deriva.\nTraveling alone brings me peace. I can move at my own pace, without distractions, without having to negotiate anything. If I feel like stopping, I stop. If I\u2019m hungry, I eat. If my body asks for rest, I set up camp.<\/p>\n<\/div> 26\/04\/26<\/p>\n<\/div> They say there are places you pass through, and others that stay with you. 29\/03\/26<\/p>\n<\/div> Sometimes, when we talk about newsletters, it feels as if we were summoning something ancient, almost prehistoric. But no: the Slowletter isn\u2019t a barrage of updates or a constant stream of news. 19\/11\/25<\/p>\n<\/div> It may sound like an excuse, a way to justify why I need a bicycle or why I need so much time to give myself to it. 29\/10\/25<\/p>\n<\/div> I\u2019ve always loved photography. We all like to keep our happy moments (journeys, encounters, people) perhaps because we sense that memory, over time, also grows tired.\nOn my first bicycle trips, I had already begun to care about <\/p>\n<\/div> 19\/10\/25<\/p>\n<\/div> I\u2019m a fan of forums. Yeah, I know, it probably sounds a bit old-fashioned. Maybe you\u2019d rather call it something fancy like \u201cvintage,\u201d so I don\u2019t feel too out of date. That\u2019s okay: I\u2019ve got my own nostalgias too, and in this case, I\u2019m happy to admit I\u2019m a bit old-school.<\/p>\n<\/div> 28\/09\/25<\/p>\n<\/div> Deriva Lenta Slowbiking was born from the way I truly travel. I\u2019m the first to admit that I don\u2019t have as much time as I\u2019d like to explore all the routes that linger in my mind. I work full-time and have just 24 working days of holiday each year. Even so, I\u2019ve managed to slip away for two (and sometimes even three) weeks at a time to ride long-distance routes. But those journeys come one by one, scattered across different years, like small treasures that are hard to repeat. <\/p>\n<\/div> 06\/09\/25<\/p>\n<\/div> I\u2019ve always believed that music complements everything. At least for me, it\u2019s been there since dawn: when I head to work, I usually listen to piano or classical music to begin the day with a soft, steady mood. Then, as the hours pass, the soundtrack changes too. Music adapts to what I do, to what I feel, to what I need. <\/p>\n<\/div> 25\/08\/25<\/p>\n<\/div> The answer is simple: I don\u2019t think it\u2019s necessary.\nI uploaded my first route to Wikiloc back in 2012, and ever since, whenever I\u2019ve wanted to discover a path\u2014or leave my own trace, adding my small grain to the \u201cWiki spirit\u201d, I\u2019ve always returned to that same platform. 25\/08\/25<\/p>\n<\/div> Imagine having a few days to lose yourself in a bike journey. You, the bike, and the road. Imagine moving slowly, savoring what you love most: disconnecting to reconnect through nature. Sin prisas, sin la obligaci\u00f3n de completar el recorrido si el tiempo no alcanza. No importa: la ruta ser\u00e1 paciente, sabr\u00e1 esperar sin enfadarse. Lo importante es gozar de cada kil\u00f3metro, de cada instante. <\/p>\n<\/div> 21\/08\/25<\/p>\n<\/div> There are places where speed doesn’t matter, where the gaze lingers and thought finds its natural course. “Words in Deriva” is that refuge: a space where writing travels unhurriedly, flowing like water between stones, collecting stories, emotions, and questions along the way. <\/span><\/p>\n Here there is room for chronicles of routes, tales of sunrises and sunsets, moments frozen in memory, verses that emerge after pedaling for hours or walking in the rain. There is no fixed destination, only the pleasure of writing and sharing the inner journey that accompanies each step, each pedal stroke, each pause in front of the landscape. <\/span><\/p>\n Feel free to get lost and find yourself among these letters, to read slowly, to return whenever you want. Because in being adrift, as in slow living, the important thing is not to arrive, but to let yourself be carried away by the word. <\/span><\/p>\n<\/div> I like riding alone. It\u2019s a habit that brings me calm, clarity, and a sense of balance that\u2019s hard to find amid the noise of everyday life. I\u2019ve already shared some of those benefits in this Deriva.\nTraveling alone brings me peace. I can move at my own pace, without distractions, without having to negotiate anything. If I feel like stopping, I stop. If I\u2019m hungry, I eat. If my body asks for rest, I set up camp.<\/p>\n<\/div> 26\/04\/26<\/p>\n<\/div> They say there are places you pass through, and others that stay with you. 29\/03\/26<\/p>\n<\/div> Sometimes, when we talk about newsletters, it feels as if we were summoning something ancient, almost prehistoric. But no: the Slowletter isn\u2019t a barrage of updates or a constant stream of news. 19\/11\/25<\/p>\n<\/div> It may sound like an excuse, a way to justify why I need a bicycle or why I need so much time to give myself to it. 29\/10\/25<\/p>\n<\/div> I\u2019ve always loved photography. We all like to keep our happy moments (journeys, encounters, people) perhaps because we sense that memory, over time, also grows tired.\nOn my first bicycle trips, I had already begun to care about <\/p>\n<\/div> 19\/10\/25<\/p>\n<\/div> I\u2019m a fan of forums. Yeah, I know, it probably sounds a bit old-fashioned. Maybe you\u2019d rather call it something fancy like \u201cvintage,\u201d so I don\u2019t feel too out of date. That\u2019s okay: I\u2019ve got my own nostalgias too, and in this case, I\u2019m happy to admit I\u2019m a bit old-school.<\/p>\n<\/div> 28\/09\/25<\/p>\n<\/div>![\"Cyclists](\"https:\/\/derivalenta.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Fin-de-semana-por-el-Montsec.webp\")
<\/a><\/span><\/div>Weekend in the Montsec<\/h4><\/div>
![\"Sign](\"https:\/\/derivalenta.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/03\/Cartel-indicando-zona-libre-de-estres.webp\")
<\/a><\/span><\/div>The silence I wasn\u2019t looking for<\/h4><\/div>
That\u2019s what this Deriva is about.
There are moments when the path stops being movement and turns into stillness. Not because you seek it, but because something inside asks you to slow down.
DL Slow never ceases to surprise me.
There is so much to discover across its more than 800 kilometres that even I, moving through it from within, keep finding corners I didn\u2019t expect.
This was one of them.
I arrived with good references, but without imagining how deeply this place would make me pause. Sometimes we don\u2019t know we need it until we are already there. <\/p>\n<\/div>![\"Notebook](\"https:\/\/derivalenta.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/Libreta-con-un-texto-escrito-a-mano-junto-a-dos-boligrafos-y-un-estuche.webp\")
<\/a><\/span><\/div>Slowletter? Seriously? Just so<\/h4><\/div>
It\u2019s more like a small campfire, a quiet place to sit for a moment, listen, and let things arrive in their own time. <\/p>\n<\/div>![\"Gravel](\"https:\/\/derivalenta.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/10\/Bicicleta-de-gravel-con-carretera-estrecha-de-fondo.webp\")
<\/a><\/span><\/div>The Bicycle as a Therapist<\/h4><\/div>
But I do not feel that way. After so many years of cycling, I have come to understand that cycling has cared for my mind more than for my body, although it has done a lot for it too.
In truth, the two go hand in hand. We know that exercise releases dopamine, serotonin, endorphins... tiny bursts of well-being that the body translates into a gentle sense of calm. <\/p>\n<\/div>![\"Self-portrait](\"https:\/\/derivalenta.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/Autorretrato-en-ventana.webp\")
<\/a><\/span><\/div>A camera for the journey \ud83d\udcf8<\/h4><\/div>
![\"Image](\"https:\/\/derivalenta.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/Telegram-DL-logo-black-def.webp\"){kind=logo}
<\/a><\/span><\/div>One Telegram to unite them all<\/h4><\/div>
![\"Loops](\"https:\/\/derivalenta.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/Bucles-en-DL-Slow.webp\")
<\/a><\/span><\/div>Why is DL Slow built around loops?<\/h4><\/div>
![\"Bicycle](\"https:\/\/derivalenta.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Bicicleta-con-rastro-de-estrellas-y-notas-musicales.webp\")
<\/a><\/span><\/div>Sound inspiration in the Visual Stories<\/h4><\/div>
![\"Cyclist](\"https:\/\/derivalenta.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Ciclista-SUPERDEF-estatico-2048.webp\")
<\/a><\/span><\/div>Why Wikiloc and not another app?<\/h4><\/div>
It\u2019s the one I know, the one that feels like home, the one that\u2019s been with me for more than a decade.
That\u2019s where I share my routes, and that\u2019s where I gather the tracks that I later refine, slowly, in Garmin\u2019s BaseCamp.
My entire travel flow has always lived within BaseCamp\u2026 though that\u2019s another story. <\/p>\n<\/div>![\"Gravel](\"https:\/\/derivalenta.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Finna-y-masia-de-fondo-1-1.webp\")
<\/a><\/span><\/div>Deriva Lenta Slowbiking<\/h4><\/div>
<\/a><\/span><\/div>Weekend in the Montsec<\/h4><\/div>
<\/a><\/span><\/div>The silence I wasn\u2019t looking for<\/h4><\/div>
That\u2019s what this Deriva is about.
There are moments when the path stops being movement and turns into stillness. Not because you seek it, but because something inside asks you to slow down.
DL Slow never ceases to surprise me.
There is so much to discover across its more than 800 kilometres that even I, moving through it from within, keep finding corners I didn\u2019t expect.
This was one of them.
I arrived with good references, but without imagining how deeply this place would make me pause. Sometimes we don\u2019t know we need it until we are already there. <\/p>\n<\/div><\/a><\/span><\/div>Slowletter? Seriously? Just so<\/h4><\/div>
It\u2019s more like a small campfire, a quiet place to sit for a moment, listen, and let things arrive in their own time. <\/p>\n<\/div><\/a><\/span><\/div>The Bicycle as a Therapist<\/h4><\/div>
But I do not feel that way. After so many years of cycling, I have come to understand that cycling has cared for my mind more than for my body, although it has done a lot for it too.
In truth, the two go hand in hand. We know that exercise releases dopamine, serotonin, endorphins... tiny bursts of well-being that the body translates into a gentle sense of calm. <\/p>\n<\/div><\/a><\/span><\/div>A camera for the journey \ud83d\udcf8<\/h4><\/div>
<\/a><\/span><\/div>One Telegram to unite them all<\/h4><\/div>