Honda Adventure Roads Pyrenees 2026

For three days, the route takes us from Barcelona through the Spanish Pyrenees to Toulouse. Along the way, there are hundreds of kilometers on both asphalt and gravel, off-road training with Honda factory riders Tosha Schareina and Kirian Mirabet, challenging climbs, breathtaking landscapes, and participants from around the globe. For me, there's an additional challenge: while many of my fellow riders are seasoned off-road veterans, I'm still breaking new ground on loose terrain with an adventure tourer.

The upcoming days will not only answer what the new Honda Transalp 750 with E-Clutch can do. They'll also demonstrate how quickly an off-road rookie can learn, how much technology truly helps, and why even the best assistance systems can never replace one thing: experience.

Before hitting the first gravel trails of the Pyrenees, the journey begins surprisingly relaxed. After landing in Barcelona, the shuttle takes us to the first hotel. We spend the initial hours by the pool before the official briefing takes place in a beautiful castle garden in the evening.

Here, the entire team behind the Honda Adventure Roads is introduced: the organizers, the media team, the marshals and guides who will accompany us through Spain and France in the coming days, and the two coaches, Tosha Schareina and Kirian Mirabet. Clearly, there's much more to such an event than just a group of riders and a planned route.

Besides introducing the crew, we receive our first task: learning to use the Tripy GPS system. Unlike a classic guided tour, we don't simply follow a guide. Each participant navigates independently along the route, oriented by waypoints, actively engaging in the adventure from the very first kilometer.

A rough overview of the upcoming days only heightens the anticipation before a lavish dinner in the stunning castle garden setting. Ahead of us lie hundreds of kilometers through the Pyrenees, varying terrains, and the challenge of taking our off-road skills to the next level.

The next morning starts early. By 8 AM, after breakfast, we're off to the Nasser Racing Camp. Even the ride there serves as the first exercise: each participant navigates independently using the Tripy system, gaining initial experience with digital navigation. Within just 5 minutes, I'm amazed at how easy navigation is this way. Compared to the paper roadbook, our device is a real blessing. A quick glance is all it takes to know the next step, its distance, and any potential hazards. It updates automatically within seconds.

Upon arrival at the camp, the warm-up phase is over. Before heading into the long off-road sections, coaches Tosha Schareina, Kirian Mirabet, and Arnauld take us under their wings. On the Honda Transalp 750, an intensive training begins, laying the groundwork for the days ahead.

We start with cone courses, both sitting and standing. We train on vision, weight shifting, and the feel of an adventure bike on loose terrain. The exercises then become more challenging: braking maneuvers on gravel, finding the right braking point, clean cornering, and controlled acceleration are on the agenda.

The session concludes with an enduro course that each participant tackles alone. There's no direct instruction over the radio or beside the bike now. Everything learned in the previous hours must come together: the correct body position, line choice, smooth and consistent throttle control, and, most importantly, confidence in one's abilities.

It's precisely at this point that the question of the E-Clutch becomes truly fascinating. In the field, countless things happen simultaneously. You search for the line, observe the terrain, work with your body position, and react to every movement of the bike. Every task that requires less mental capacity leaves more room for what truly matters: becoming a better rider.

Another factor, whose importance I've repeatedly experienced in my career—and which is evident again now—is the tires. On our tour, both Dunlop and Enduristan are official partners. The Transalp is equipped with the Trailmax Raid, offering a secure and precise feel on both asphalt and off-road. It doesn't feel like a tire that does everything halfway but nothing really well—quite the opposite. With the Trailmax Raid, I can really open up on the road, lean into sporty angles, and at no point does the tire reach its limits. No slips, no smearing despite high temperatures and long stretches, no spongy feedback. I wouldn't claim to be an experienced off-road expert, but from the perspective of a dynamic young rider, the performance is solid even off the tarmac. Especially as a rookie, having a secure base and the right gear is crucial. And here, everything's been done right. The Enduristan tail bag, which every rider found in their room at the start, also proves to be a straightforward travel companion. Securing the straps and buckles takes just two minutes, and the storage offers plenty of room for all kinds of essentials. Many riders use it to store their water bottles, headgear, spare camera batteries, and especially their second layer of clothing since mornings are a few degrees cooler than later in the day. Goodies like this bag make an already fantastic trip even more enjoyable—I would have otherwise had to carry my backpack all the time.

After the training at the Nasser Racing Camp, we finally embark on the first real stage. About 70 kilometers separate us from the lunch stop, and we leave the grounds at our own pace. The first section takes us straight back into the off-road terrain.

It's here that I quickly learn my first important off-road lesson. In a curve, I get a bit too ambitious, enter with too much speed, and find myself sprawled out in the Spanish dust moments later. Luckily, it's just a brief encounter with the ground: dust myself off, check if all body parts are still intact, and get back on the bike.

The excellent organization of the tour provides a reassuring feeling. The marshals and fellow riders are always ready to stop and assist if questions or problems arise. Additionally, we're permanently accompanied by a medical truck and a mechanic with a fully equipped workshop trailer. If a Transalp takes an unplanned soil sample, it can be repaired directly on-site.

For me, the mishap remains the only one until the lunch break. And perhaps that is the biggest difference between road and off-road: mistakes happen much faster here. What's crucial is what you take away from them. I learn within the first few kilometers to approach curves on loose terrain with more calm, better sighting, and more precise line selection.

Here again, the benefit of the E-Clutch becomes evident. While my mind is processing many new impressions, part of the coordination is alleviated. I don't have to constantly think about whether I'm pulling the clutch at the right moment or stalling the engine, allowing me to focus on the real challenge: reading the terrain correctly.

At the lunch stop, it becomes clear that even the best protective gear sometimes has its small weaknesses. The abrasions that sneaked past my protector vest are thoroughly treated by the medical team. Fortunately, they remain just a few superficial reminders of my first standout performance.

At 30 degrees in the shade, the tapas and an ice-cold Coke taste all the better. The first dirt adorns our boots, and the conversations revolve around one topic: the first real kilometers off-road.

I learn another lesson after just a few kilometers: when it comes to gear in the off-road arena, don't compromise. My Arai Tour-X5 with a visor is excellent on the road and for touring, but the fine dust of the Spanish trails keeps getting behind the visor and into my eyes. My contact lenses protest accordingly loudly. Switching to classic motocross goggles brings instant improvement. So, my tip to anyone planning similar tours: just go straight for the off-road goggles and save yourself some unnecessary hassle.

What stands out in the conversations around me is the consensus in the group. Although many participants arrive with very different levels of off-road experience, riding on loose surfaces in this setting becomes surprisingly accessible. The combination of professional coaching, well-thought-out organization, and the forgiving, nimble Honda Transalp 750 ensures that even demanding sections don't feel intimidating but rather leave you wanting more.

Of course, the first half-day takes a toll. The unfamiliar movements on the bike challenge both body and mind, and dust slowly seeps into every nook and cranny of the gear. Personally, throughout the training, I develop an increasingly lush, sand-colored beard that brings a smile not just to my face. We laugh together in the group about the first gentle tumbles and look forward to the day's second stage.

This stage eventually leads us to our hotel for the night: a lush green golf club nestled in a picturesque valley. After hours on dusty trails, a shower feels almost luxurious. The dirt washes out of our hair, muscles relax, and even the last small cliques among the participants begin to dissolve.

What makes the Honda Adventure Roads special is evident not only on the bike: although everyone can ride the route at their own pace and completely alone, no one remains an outsider. During breaks, at dinner, and by the pool, heartfelt conversations emerge between people who didn't even know each other's names in the morning. Individual riders gradually become a community, bonded by shared experiences and the realization that leaving your comfort zone in good company can be truly addictive.

The next morning, we gather again at 8 AM for the daily briefing. The mood is relaxed, and the excitement of the first day has faded. However, the first signs of tired muscles are making themselves known. We're told that the next off-road section is just a few kilometers away, and we should take it easy at first. After all, our bones are a bit heavier than the day before, and the morning air is still cool. This feeling doesn't last long, though. Soon, the temperature rises again, and we're sweating in our jerseys as the road and gravel wind through the impressive Spanish landscape. The Honda Transalp 750 now feels almost second nature. The 2026 model updates suit its character perfectly: the new front design looks more modern, the revamped display provides all the essential information at a glance even when standing on the pegs, and the E-Clutch increasingly shows why it's so effective on such journeys.

As the route becomes more undulating and the climbs more challenging, I notice that I think less and less about the bike itself. The E-Clutch doesn't take away any of the fun tasks. It only relieves the work that demands attention. I still shift and decide on gear and speed, but I have to bother with clutch work much less frequently. This frees up more capacity for sighting, body positioning, and finding the right line.

Soon, the next challenge awaits us. Ahead lies a rather steep and particularly loose ascent. The task is straightforward: ride up the switchbacks and reach the top. Before I start, Kirian Mirabet gives me one last piece of advice: "Take it easy, Amelie. This will be a little more tough." Internally, I prepare myself for spinning rear wheels, unexpected throttle twists, and the occasional unintentional encounter with the ground. But as I set off, something unexpected happens.

I no longer think about every movement. My body works with the bike. The Transalp moves beneath me, the rear drifts slightly over the loose surface, and I intuitively respond rather than tense up. For the first time, a kind of flow state emerges. The mountain no longer feels like an obstacle, but like a dance partner.

Shortly after, I reach the top first. Naturally, this isn't a competition. Still, this moment feels fantastic. Less than two days ago, I was cautiously weaving through cone courses, and now I'm navigating loose terrain with a confidence that surprises even me.

Perhaps this is the greatest strength of this concept. The Honda Adventure Roads doesn't turn a rookie into a pro overnight. But it creates an environment where progress becomes incredibly noticeable very quickly.

After a brief interview about the last passage and my impressions of the E-Clutch, we continue on.

Initially, everything runs as smoothly as before. Five minutes. Ten minutes. Fifteen minutes. Then my Tripy GPS displays the message: "Climb ahead. Stay to the right." Another ascent looms ahead. Steep. Loose gravel. The kind of passage that demands respect. I take a deep breath, stay to the right as instructed, and manage the first section without issue. Mentally, I start to celebrate and pat myself on the back. A decision that backfires seconds later.

One of the key lessons in motorcycling is that every millisecond of lost concentration can have consequences. My front wheel hits a pile of loose rocks, I suddenly lose control, and crash. I don’t have enough time to jump clear, and the Transalp pins my foot to the ground at an awkward and unhealthy angle. Even before the bike is fully down, I know something’s wrong. I roll onto my back and stay put for a moment. What happens next speaks volumes about the Honda Adventure Roads, more than any presentation or press release could.

In no time, other participants stop by my side, offering water, help, or simply some shade. Daniela (a fellow rider) and two marshals immediately tend to me, even setting up a towel above me to keep me out of the glaring midday sun. Soon, the medical team arrives, examines my foot, and administers a pain-relieving inhaler—which I’d love to have at home. Shortly thereafter, my boot is gingerly removed. A fracture can't be ruled out, so it's off to the hospital for me in the medical truck.

Despite the circumstances, I have fond memories of this ride. Maybe it's because old Toyota Land Cruisers are among my favorite vehicles, maybe it's the painkillers and the conversations they spark. Probably a combination of both. At the hospital, Honda crew member and doctor Clément accompanies me through all the examinations, ensuring the findings are correctly interpreted. This proves invaluable, as we're initially discharged with a diagnosis of a sprained ankle. Shortly after, there's a correction: a metatarsal bone is broken, and I need a cast.

Later, sitting in the back seat of the truck with my foot bandaged, enjoying the evening sun on the way to our destination, I feel mostly relieved. No surgery. No severe injuries. When we finally reach the expansive campsite with its bungalows and natural stone buildings, another surprise awaits me. Participants, organizers, marshals, videographers, and even the camp officials stand in front of the restaurant, greeting me with applause and standing ovations. Those who know me understand that I don't usually get emotional easily. But in this moment, tears well up in my eyes. I've never experienced such team spirit on a motorcycle tour. The entire evening, I'm embraced by participants and crew members, asked how I'm doing, and repeatedly made to laugh. A day that could have ended my adventure turns into one of the most impactful moments of the entire journey—or even my life. With good food, lots of jokes about what happened, and a group of people who feel like old friends after just two days, the day ends in a way I'll hopefully never forget.

The last day of the Honda Adventure Roads begins a bit differently from the previous ones. While the other participants start their bikes and prepare for the final leg towards Toulouse, I take a seat in the passenger seat of one of the support vehicles. After the previous day's events, this time I'm left with the spectator role. At least theoretically.

Even from the van, the magic of this journey can still be felt. The route once again traverses a landscape that, over the past days, has continually shifted between rugged, wild, and almost idyllic beauty. Around every bend awaits a new view of valleys, mountains, and small villages that look as if they've been plucked straight from a travel guide. Adding to this is the company of Philippe, my driver, who surprisingly quickly turns a potentially frustrating ride back into a pleasant part of the adventure. The burning coals I sit on as I watch the motorcycles ride away in the morning gradually transform into warm massage stones. Of course, I'd rather be riding myself. At the same time, I'm aware of how lucky I am despite the broken metatarsal.

Our destination is a beautiful lake not far from Toulouse, where the communal farewell meal takes place. Since we arrive a bit earlier than the bikers, I take the opportunity to film the final arrivals and welcome the group. It doesn't take long before the first Transalp appears and familiar faces gradually emerge from under the helmets. The participants clearly bear the marks of the past days—but not in the way one might think. Dust, sunburn, and at the same time, that grin and sparkle in their eyes that you only get when you've experienced something that shakes you out of the mundane daily routine in the best way possible.

Before the meal, everyone has the chance to take a shower. Then we gather on a terrace right by the water. The motorcycles now stand still, the adventure is practically over, and perhaps that's why the conversations are even better than on the evenings before. We reflect on the past days, share our favorite moments, laugh about small mishaps, and exchange contact information. Within just a few days, a group of participants has turned into genuine friendships.

Finally, there's one last surprise: a giant Honda cake that looks almost too beautiful to cut. Almost.

As we eat together, it becomes clear to me that the Honda Adventure Roads are indeed more than a usual motorcycle tour with a catchy name. The route is spectacular. The scenery, impressive. The organization works flawlessly. But what truly remains are the people and the experiences shared together.

Soon after, we're taken to the airport. Helmets are stowed, final hugs exchanged, and one farewell after another is said. I've never been a big fan of goodbyes. But this time, it's particularly hard for me.

Perhaps it's because I'm saying goodbye to people I've truly grown fond of. Perhaps it's because I'm bidding farewell to some of the most beautiful roads and gravel paths I've ever seen. Or maybe it's because I've discovered something that I'd been missing.

In the end, the Honda Transalp 750 and the Honda Adventure Roads answer not only the question of whether the E-Clutch works off-road. They also answer a completely different question: Why are people so passionate about adventure biking? Because it's not just about reaching a destination.

It's about the moments in between. The small victories, the mistakes. The people who help you when something goes wrong. The places you would never have seen otherwise. And that feeling when the motorcycle, landscape, and rider suddenly become one seamless movement.

I return home with a broken metatarsal. And at the same time, with so much more than I brought with me.