Day 17: Lake Bled to Ribcev Laz (Bohinj)

On May 28, 2024June 5, 2024 By Sharron YaxleyIn EuropeLeave a comment

Years ago we were talking to cyclists about Slovenia and they said – go to Lake Bohinj as in their opinion it was nicer than Lake Bled.

So today we are heading to Lake Bohinj.

We had a lovely breakfast and headed off, for what would be another ‘active recovery’ day as the distance between the two lakes is not great.

We were on road for some distance then on bike pathway. The bike pathway infrastructure is being increased and we saw multiple construction sites today where pathway is being built.

A series of shots as we travel down the valley in the sun! When we were in forested areas it was still quite cool so the arm warmers would get dragged back up.

The water is amazingly coloured and clear.

I expect Julie Andrews to start singing about now.

A random vegetable garden and shed, recently planted. The grapes are growing over the front of the shed nicely.

More meadows, and a popular flight path above

Lake Bohinj is surrounded by mountains on all sides, dotted by walking trails and well preserved old villages.

Ribcev Laz is the main settlement at the eastern end and our overnight stay. It was only 10.45 am when we arrived, well short of our 2 pm check in.

I approached reception to see if we could drop some of our luggage off and was told we could check in. Chatting to the lady about our adventures, she ventured to ask about my chest scar. I explained.

She processed our passports (ie seeing our age) and told me she had upgraded us to their ‘best’ room, that has two balconies on a corner overlooking the lake from both! How nice 😊❣️

So I loaded up a trolley with our gear whilst Tony minded the bikes.

We then headed off down the lake towards Ukinc and the Vogel cable car.

Arriving at the cable car base we debated what to do with the bikes. Should we hope for the best and leave them (decent thieves get through locks super easy with portable cutting devices these days), do we take turns?

I decided I was happy to chill, so Tony went up with around 25 people in the one cabin. It only takes four minutes to reach the top at 1532 metres (remembering we rode to over 2100 metres only a few days ago at Passo Gardena).

At the top there are other chairlifts that take skiers higher again to the differing runs.

There were nice views across Triglav National Park and the Julian Alps, the highest and most extensive mountain range in Slovenia.

Numerous carved animals were at the cable car stop.

Upon Tony’s return, we rode to Ukanc a small settlement on the western end of Lake Bohinj.

We loved the Sava Bohinjka river. What a little alpine gem. it has the clearest water imaginable! It really does look this colour.

Back to our hotel, we stored our bikes, showered and laundered. We then went on a walk around the eastern part of the lake where bikes are not permitted.

We past this church that is apparently one the most photographed in Slovenia, although I would think the one on the island at Lake Bled may win that competition.

The church site has a significant history with coins found going back to the first century. The current church was build mid 11th century.

The bell tower was the first musical bell tower and plays the song…..Oh Triglav, my home. I have not yet heard the bells ringing!

Church of St John the Baptist with the musical bell tower.

Walking around the lake, of course, more lake photos 😊

I soaked my legs. Initially it felt super cold, but as I adapted, it was pleasant. Tony was convinced to do similar shortly after taking this photo.

We walked further and lay on the finer gravel ‘beach’ just enjoying the view, waiting to see if we could note the cable car ascending. Good luck if you can spot it.

We were motivated to get moving after listening to the thunder.

Looking towards a neighbouring village.

Rules! Despite being private property, the lower green sign means that those activities are tolerated in the path through the property. just do not walk on the meadow!

A tandem paraglider came and landed 20 metres away from where we watched. I am amazed at their landing skills.

Just off the pathway was this little cottage lakeside. How adorable.

Opposite our hotel now is this statue de,nesting the first four men who scaled Mount Triglav.

Looking back at the church with the musical bells….still not playing!

Our map today. A short ride (38 km) but a lovely ride. We need this recovery as we have a more difficult day tomorrow, and the weather forecast is not brilliant…..but let’s wait and see. 😊

Day 15: Rigolato (Italy) to Kranska Gora (Slovenia)

On May 26, 2024May 26, 2024 By Sharron YaxleyIn Europe4 Comments

Out of bed, coffee, packed and off we headed motivated by the stomach for some food. It was cool and brisk, and we had our warm weather gear on as the forecast was not very high.

Descending down through villages..

Monte Zoncolon in the far distance. A tough climb the Giro riders undertook in 2018. I was there the same day and stopped part way up just before the 25% section.

Beautiful valleys and rivers.

The cycle path following an old rail line, including three tunnels in this section.

Looking back up into the clouds from the direction we had started.

The river must flood at times.

All was going well until here, then as I followed Tony an explosion of ‘stuff’ blasted out his rear wheel. He had a puncture, and as he has tubeless tyres that ‘stuff’ was sealant.

It was a reasonable gash and he was able to plug it with two plugs, pump it up, and the sealant did its job. Whilst he repaired, I cleaned.

We only went a few hundred metres and came to this…a river crossing. Unfortunately it was about 30-45 cm deep and decided we were not prepared to get that wet, just yet….so we detoured back, up and around onto the main road for a few km before rejoining the path.

We stopped for coffee in Tolmezzo then headed off on a quieter route out of town. We came to this impenetrable road block. Mountains to the left, river to the right, not a lot of options.

We rode back towards Tolmezzo and cut down to join the highway to cross the river to the other side.

The highway was good as it had a decent verge and we crossed the river and continued on our way back to the quieter route.

The quieter path ran out and for three km we were back in a major arterial road near the freeway. It started to pour. By now we were in lighter weight clothes as we were hot…now we were cold again…

There were many people stopped under the freeway crossover sheltering, including this nice young lad who from the Netherlands. He currently is studying in Austria and had ridden to Sappada the previous day to watch the Giro, and he was riding home.

I’m looking at his phone here as he was curious as to our destination. he did not have a rain jacket with him!

He told us the bike path we were about to join was fairly new and he was super impressed with it and thought it better than anything in the cycle friendly Netherlands.

He was right. We had about 50 km, mainly in the rain, of this wonderful pathway, freshly sealed, involving maybe 20 tunnels, the longest of which was 950 metres in length.

At most tunnels cyclists were sheltering at either end waiting for the rain to ease before heading off again.

The mountains and rivers were great viewing.

Then there are the locals who do things like this to make you smile.

At an old railway station, Chiusaforte, is this amazing place. It is a cafe/ restaurant with an area for purchasing maps, cycling spares, souvenirs, maintenance area. Many cyclists had stopped as did we as the rain had eased.

But the rain came back and here we are in one of the tunnels.

As we got closer to Slovenia, the dramatic mountains increased.

I really liked these old huts.

Tony took a fancy to this sign,

A picture of contradictions. Beautiful wild mountain vs cables.

Closing in on the three country borders.

7 km from our destination we arrived at the Slovenian border.

Slovenia – a country that we rode through back in 2019 from Maribor to Ljubljana to Trieste. This time we are in the Alps region, to the north west of the country, dominated by the Triglav National Park.

The history is rich and deep with evidence back to the Bronze and Iron Age. The Romans arrived in the 1st century AD.

We were just km from the Austrian border and it was tempting to climb another hill, but we are fortunate in that we have ridden in Austria on previous trips and we were keener to get to Kranjska Gora, our overnight destination.

Finally we had some downhill after climbing gradually for over 50 km.

Kranjska Gora is in the Sava Dolinka Valley and the northern gateway to the Soca Valley, where we will be in a few days time.

The town was a key supply base for the Soca Front during World War I but today is Slovenia’s premier winter sports playground with world championship level skiing events to hiking in Triglav.

The Church of the Assumption in the town’s main square dates from around the 14th century. The Romanesque bell tower is original, but most of the rest has been updated over the years.

Another great hotel, with our bikes stored in the very secure ski room. We cleaned up and headed out for dinner, finding a lovely restaurant a few hundred metres away. No room inside so we sat outside, which was not too bad as we had our warm jackets on and it was fairly mild. It stopped raining at the border!

We were entertained by a very noisy, celebrating group who were singing in another language and then started tossing their freshly poured wine over each other. Super weird.

I asked our waiter and he laughed and said ‘oh, they are Polish’!

This dog we watched too. It came with a family group but was tethered so it could have no family interaction. The noises it made were similar to our Khaleesi so we did watch it.

It was wanting to participate, have some pats, but instead the female owner wacked it around the head, pushed its head into the ground whilst we were gasping and saying no! Some people do not deserve dogs!

The dog heading off with its just as crabby male owner.

Back to our room, what a view!

It was a longer touring day today at 118 km, 902m climbing. An interesting climbing graph shows how long we climbed for.

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Day 14: Brunico to Rigolato (Sappada), Giro d’Italia day

On May 24, 2024June 5, 2024 By Sharron YaxleyIn Europe5 Comments

Today was going to be special, we hoped. When planning this trip, I was aware it coincided with the Giro d’Italia, one of the world’s three huge three week cycling events, attracting the best riders.

When the stage routes were announced, I then played around mapping to see where we could intersect, and with a stage finish in Sappada in the Dolomites, that had to be it.

Now the Dolomites are not the easiest area to bike pack ride into due to the size of the climbs over the passes, but with our successful climb over Passo Gardena we were on our way.

We left our accomodation in Brunico knowing it would rain later in the day.

We followed a river path for quite some distance, predominantly gravel, with hot mix here and there.

Utilising what seems to be an old rail line and tunnels

The path became sealed weaving through and around villages. The Dolomites to our right, an Austria to our left, as we were within km of that border.

Bike maintenance point at a local rail station

Great path here kept us off a busy road. We were climbing most of the day until we reached 1600m, as you can see below.

It was raining at higher altitudes and in the valley ahead. We were able to miss most of it early on seemingly following it but the roads were wet.

We needed to climb more steeply to get to the top of Passo Croce. Some views along the way.

We were in a ski region and this made us laugh

Finally the top of the climb at 1636m. I am quite rugged up here despite climbing most of the morning. I have a few layers on under my rain jacket. I added my skull cap and snood for the descent.

Tony was a bit braver with bare legs. It was cold up here. He added more layers for the descent.

Part way down we stopped at this waterfall. I thought it had a funny name….

That valley is where we are headed…aagh.

We needed to complete another 10 km climb up to Sappada, and the number of cyclists on that climb was significant. Predominantly road cyclists with small backpacks and minimal gear on, locals more used to the conditions it seemed.

We stopped here as there was a convoy of tour team buses also coming up the climb.

About 2.5 km from the top the police had closed the road. Cars were parked to the right, and people were walking into Sappada up the hill. Cyclists could ride on through.

We headed to the tour village where there were giveaways, promotions and big screen. The official Giro store was there if you wanted to buy memorabilia. We got given water and bandanas. If I had a dollar for everyone checking our bikes and gear, I would pay the trip off.

We headed off to try and find our spot to watch the finish. We rode part of the final km, but they turned you off with 700 m to go.

Me with about 1100 m to go to the finish line.

In position we had about an hour to wait. We were positioned with about 110 metres to the finish line. Our bikes leaned on the side railing. We could see a big screen diagonally over the road.

Winner, Andrea Vendrame as he passed us on his way to victory.

Lucas Plapp, Australia just in front as he finishes 5th. Great to call out “Aussie, Aussie, Aussie”

It was surreal for me to be back in Sappada. I had been there for the 2018 Giro stage finish. I do not think I would have thought it possible I could cycle tour back into the Dolomites for a second stage finish.

I was teary as I know how hard the journey had been for me personally over the last few years to get fitness back enough to undertake our current tour.

My gastro played up here too, quite annoyingly. Timing!!

Trying to get to get out of Sappada was hard. There was a people crush as we needed to keep moving. Our accomodation was 15 km further along the road as I had not been able to get accomodation in town, even the day the tour route was announced…others must have known!!

We needed to cross the riders route from the finish line to their team buses and I felt sorry for them as they had maybe 90 cm at best, despite the physical police shoving people on their chests and shoulders to get back.

Caleb Ewen, the Aussie, was one who we recognised as he came through the crush.

We had one climb left, Clima Sappada, doing it in the opposite direction to the days stage. The road was freshly resealed, so nice and smooth.

We stopped at the village of Clima Sappada, not having eaten much today.

We are now in the village of Rigolato and will be leaving the Dolomite region.It was a nice ride downhill, to here but cold as it was after 7 pm when we had arrived.

Tomorrow we enter Slovenia for a range of cycling adventures there.

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Two reminders of the Giro we grabbed to bring home …street decorations. Now this was Tony’s handiwork, not mine, despite my prolific convict ancestry.

Day 13: Brunico

On May 24, 2024June 5, 2024 By Sharron YaxleyIn Europe, Uncategorized4 Comments

This is the view from our hotel room balcony. I’m going to give this hotel my number one vote, particularly cycle friendly.

From the moment we arrived, the bike room, the room, the view, the staff, the food…. Melodia Hotel, Alta Badia. they also lead a few rides a day in the area and have hire bikes available.

Tools, cleaning products, hoses, air compressor, tyre pumps all available.

As we were checking out, the manager came to see where we were riding today and asked to check our route for today and tomorrow.

Today, we had originally planned to ride Sella Ronda (minus most of the gear), pick the gear up and move on to our next night in Brunico.

The weather was not suitable for high altitude riding, wet, cold and sleety, nor was our inclination present, so we decided to follow his route with a side way hillier ride to Brunico that he also said was safer avoiding tunnels he said are ‘lots worse’ than Lake Garda’s.

We started by heading down the valley 10 km, then deviating and climbing 6.5 km, and boy that seemed harder than it ought, indicating our legs had not recovered from the previous days mammoth climbing effort.

We were stopped in a small traffic jam as this helicopter brought in steel for work on the side of the hill.

Entrance to village of San Vigilio, a popular ski resort with groomed slopes, ski lifts.

Checking maps after we had done a reccy of the village looking lunch. We went back to the first place we saw.

Centre of town, we had lunch at the cafe to the right. The chef/owner came out to chat and ask about our trip and bikes, amazed the had no motor. I tapped my heart and said, ‘my motor’.

Looking up the valley Klaus had suggested as a possible extension, weather permitting. We could see that there was low cloud and likely rain there.

Looking towards Brunico it still looked ok. Nice green pastures, groomed fields.

That is the valley we had come from, clearly raining

It started raining with about 14 km to go. We ended up in Brunico on a gravel cycle path. our nice clean bikes, courtesy of Tony, now had wet gravel all over them. He was unimpressed.

We found our hotel by the river. The male receptionist asked for us to bring our gear inside off the bike before showing where the bikes would go. I explained the gear was wet and dirty, did he had an old towel we could place them on so as not to get his floor dirty.

No, so in came the muddy gear. I try to treat these places like I would my own home but sometimes they do not care as I guess it is not their job to clean it.

It rained for hours and we eventually went to the supermarket using their umbrellas for supplies, then headed out for some dinner.

My main luggage bag, opened right up, it folds down.

So that’s it for today. A longer day tomorrow, with rain forecast, hopefully still later in the day.

Day 12: St Michael to Badia Abtei (Dolomites)

On May 23, 2024May 23, 2024 By Sharron YaxleyIn Europe4 Comments

This was to be one tough day as we headed off to climb Passo Gardena in the Dolomites.

Our Air BnB did not offer any breakfast or coffee, so we put on our still damp clothes and headed off in search of food.

As we dropped down towards Bolzano what an amazing view. This is looking towards Austria and the Brenner Pass, which we have been through before on bikes.

We were predominantly on bike paths to the turn off to Passo Gardena. It was a slight incline of 1-2% .

This was curious with the machinery perched on the flooded rivers edge pulling out rocks and dirt and placing adjacent to the stone wall. Shortly after this photo the digger on the left removed a huge boulder.

Things started going astray at this point with the three roads you can see. We stopped to take this photo and my left foot would not uncleat.

After much fiddling I removed my feet from my shoe and Tony had to remove a screw from the peddle, as I had lost a screw out of the cleats and the plate was mobile.

So Tony was able to replace the missing screw on my shoe cleats, but the peddle was not quite right and super fiddly.

This well meaning German stopped to try and help Tony but more frustrated Tony further.

At this time I realised I had an upset stomach. Maybe that seafood paella had one dodgy shellfish in it, but I needed scrub, quickly!!

We rode on with Tony taking the dodgy pedal meaning he had one foot cleated, the other on the flat side. Not ideal for the big climb ahead.

Near the start of the climb after we had sourced more food to eat immediately, and carry with us.

Then it started. The signs said 31 km Passo Gardena, although we would be using a mixture of road and path thereby making it longer.

Passo Gardena is at 2100 metres above sea level. You can see from the graph it is a considerable climb, let alone bike packing.

The start of the climb is the start of this tunnel which climbs inside.

As we climbed, the Giro d’Italia team buses were descending along with the plethora of UCI, broadcaster and team cars.

There were signs of the Giro everywhere…including the Giro stage start at this village we rode through.

The starting town chose to dig up the Main Street today up that hill….timing !?!

With my gastro and Tony’s one pedal we kept moving

17 km into the 31 km climb, we found this bike shops and stopped. We purchased a set of new pedals.

Next to the shop an interesting carving. There were quite a few shops selling wooden carved products today.

Up we went, interspersed with my sudden stops for my gastro.

World cup skiing being held here later in the year and they are vying for the 2029 World Championships. Obviously super popular in the area, as a path we had been on had pictures memorialising skiing greats.

Still climbing. Wet weather gear back on but we missed the rain here. The road was wet, but we did not get wet here.

I’ve not given up yet…the road was fairly quiet by now. At this point there were occasional cars, but more cyclist heading down and some coming up. No one with packs in their bikes though!!

The snow drifts are getting thicker. This is at about 1800 metres asl.

Counting down the km to the top. It’s getting colder so more clothes on.

With only 1.5 km to go, the thunderstorm started, along with some rain. It was getting cold but because the legs were working hard, that generates body heat. The thunder was scary and being at that altitude was not ideal.

The skies were getting quite dark.

About 500 metres from the top of Passo Gardena

I was delighted to get to the top in one piece. We took shelter under the eaves of a shop that was closed.

There were about 8 other cyclists there who gave me a cheer and thumbs up as I arrived, pointing at my luggage with looks of ‘ you’ve ridden up here with THAT?’

Yes we did. Do I recommend this climb for other cycle touring riders ? No way! Without luggage sure! It’s amazing scenery.

The cyclists were from the Czech Republic and were doing Sella Ronda ( a circuit ride of 4 peaks). I did not envy them as they started their descent.

We got out all of our warmest gear. I put my long legged bibs on over what I was wearing as there was no way I was stripping down in such cold weather.

This is the view at the start of the descent towards Covara. The sun is shining to the eastern Dolomites.

We froze our everything’s off on the descent. We had about 16 km to descend to our accomodation. Our fingers were cold, it was raining and as I followed Tony I could see his bike wobbling.

He stopped to check his wheels, as it looked like a spoke had popped, but no, it was his shivering. I was shivering too as the legs do not work descending so we are not generating body heat.

I encouraged him to keep moving slowly descending as we needed to get down to a lower altitude where it would not be quite as cold.

The road is wet as it is raining lightly, and there are many hair pin bends, so it is a very slow descent too to avoid slipping.

Covara looked nice, but we kept moving down the valley.

Arriving at our accomodation we were truly thankful. It is an amazing place with a fantastic bike room full of high end bikes, great cleaning and maintenance gear.

I had half board here. It cost us $415 to stay including dinner.

It was a delightful 5 course meal. Our room has an amazing view.

We are tired tonight. I think that is the hardest day we have done touring. Climbing 2000 metres on a climb that included over 14% sections, in weather that was not always supportive, me with gastro, Tony with one pedal for a chunk.

We did good! 😊❣️

Day 11: Riva del Garda to St Michael (Bolzano)

On May 22, 2024June 5, 2024 By Sharron YaxleyIn Europe2 Comments

It is a shorter blog today as we did not take many photos and I can sum the ride up as … very wet.

We rode 110 km leaving Lake Garda up a hill I have ridden twice before. It had a special name we refer to it as that I cannot possibly commit to writing here. I’ve not done it with a loaded bike so it was harder again. I had planned a different route out but we tried to trim km due to the weather.

This is looking back towards Lake Garda 1 km into the climb. You can see how bleak the lake looks.

Northern Italy has had numerous floods in the past week and that was evident today with rivers raging and obviously higher than usual when you see playground equipment in the waters.

At Rovereto our original plan had been to visit an old cliffside church but due to the rain and the fact it was closed for renovation we moved in a more direct line to our destination.

On the edge of Rovereto there is a marvellous long distance bike path following the Adige River, and we would be on this path for most of the day. In fact I estimate we spent over 100 km of our 110 km ride on sealed bike paths.

This was certainly safer for us, as wet days in roads means you get road water sprayed every time a vehicle passes.

We were wet enough without that additional hazard.

At this point on the path were the cycling figurines and counter showing over 900,000 people had been through since opened. It also showed 11 people for the day.

Later on around Trento there was a similar sign and counter showing 1.8 million users and over 200 users for the day.

Finding shelter was not easy. The path had many signs stating we were on EuroVelo 7, the Sun route 🤣🤣. There were plenty of resting spots in the open, with bike racks, but not under cover.

Here we stopped under shelter at a recycling centre.

An old bike hanging above indicating metal in that bin, and there was an old bike in the bin too.

We stopped at a supermarket to grab some food, but stopping made us colder and we started shivering. Despite having a $500 highly rated cycling rain jacket water still makes its way through so I threw my best cycling jacket on over my thermals and under my rain jacket to ensure I looked like Michelin man and to generate more upper body warmth.

I also had a wooden skull cap and a rain cap under my helmet.

I had over booties on my feet and wool sox to keep the wet feet warm.

We needed to keep moving and spin the legs more to generate more body heat, which we did.

There was a spot for a few km where the rain eased to a drizzle about 30 km from Bolzano.

We had ridden through many vineyards and stone fruit orchards.

There were high rocky cliffs and hills on either side, many with waterfalls from the rain.

We saw lots of other bike packing cyclists today…maybe 100-120? They were all heading in the opposite direction, which was downhill, we were the ones on the uphills and only had two people pass us all day.

We also saw three of the Giro d’Italia tour buses caught in a bank up of traffic on the autobahn. Hope they got to their cold riders in time. We later learned the Giro route in the area had been changed due to snow at the higher altitudes bringing a freezing point to lower altitudes.

We are staying outside Bolzano up a hill, of course, in a town called San Michele. We turned up from the river path at this point and changed to a different bike path that appears to be an old railway one as we went through three beautiful old tunnels.

Our accomodation is an Air BnB and we are in a room in someone’s house. I did enjoy a nice bath, but she does not have a dryer and given the damp air, our clothes are not drying so we will be putting damp clothes back on.

We borrowed umbrellas and went for a walk and eventually found a nice place to eat in this very German looking town. We forgot to take the camera.

Tony had his ‘usual’ carbonara, and I had a really nice seafood paella.

Tomorrow is one of our big days, with around 2000 metres to climb to get into a more central part of the Dolomites. Rain is forecast but not like today.

There is no breakfast available here either so we will head off early sniffing out food.

We are in the South Tyrol region of Italy which is a German speaking. Signs are predominantly in German now. The border with Austria is not too far away.,

Today’s elevation and map.

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Day 10: Lake Garda

On May 21, 2024May 21, 2024 By Sharron YaxleyIn EuropeLeave a comment

Lake Garda is a stunning lake surrounded by extraordinary geology.

We had a few options for today including riding a lap of the lake (149 km) or riding to Sirmione and getting a ferry back, or riding to Malsecine and getting the furnicular to the top of Monte Baldo and riding back.

There were issues with each option, the latter being my favourite, but we found out you can only take bikes on the 8.00 or 8.30 cable car up. We missed that boat as we found that out too late.

We decided on a chilled semi rest day and exploring the area to Malsecine.

So we rode a total of 38 km (inc 5 km of 12 tunnels) at a super chilled pace, exploring the nooks and crannies.

We followed a variety of paths including loose gravel, pebbles, cobbles and the road.

Here are a selection of the photos from our cruising.

Hugely popular area for windsurfing, with numerous schools teaching people on land before they entered the water.

A groomed pebble beach. At 9 am there were already people sunbaking.

We met this dog as it reminded us of Khaleesi. The lady would throw a stick in the water and the dog would swim out, still on the lead. We laughed as we have Khaleesi on a long water lead too, otherwise she refuses to get out of the water.

Looking back to Torbole and up the valley where we rode yesterday afternoon

What a view, with me lounging back. I could have spent ages here.

Malcesine castle, with Etruscan burials located on the site, has a local history including the pesky Romans, the Franks and Napoleon Bonaparte who occupied the area in the late 1700’s.

Malcesine harbour. Ferry boats arrive on the outer edge, and you can hire boats starting at €80 one hour.

As we headed back we stopped at the paragliding centre to watch a number land. Fascinating to watch.

We did witness one bloke miss the green and we presumed he landed on a pebble beach.

As we rode past his shute was snagged in a tree and he was walking out of the lake. Lucky as the road was only metres away.

We then headed off and walked to Riva del Garda and back.

Lived the vast array of colourful pasta in this shop

A nice Australiana surprise, colourful callistemons (bottlebrush). I found five different plants growing around here.

The weather forecast is not great. It started raining around dinner time and has not stopped. We have some bigger days ahead but will take it one day at a time, such are the challenges of self supporting bike touring.

Thanks for reading 😊❣️

Day 9: Roina to Riva del Garda (Lake Garda)

On May 20, 2024June 5, 2024 By Sharron YaxleyIn Europe2 Comments

Another beautiful day leaving Roina, a small village adjacent to Lake Garda.

At dinner last night, the waiter told us todays ride was ‘too dangerous’ due to the tunnels. Being a Sunday we hoped that they may be quieter and we did have a mapped route around one.

So this was our lovely detour route around the first tunnel. Nice and quiet, great views. You can see the sheer rock ahead where the first tunnel passes.

Ooh, this was not looking good. This was a serious road block. Impenetrable and it seemingly had been in place for some time.

That meant one thing, that we needed to retrace our steps and head up to the tunnel.

Here we are at the start of the first tunnel for the day. The first tunnel was 925 metres in length. I was hopeful with a traffic light system that meant one way would have the tunnel to themselves.

Wrong, part way down cars were travelling in both directions.

The rider in the Tudor uniform we chatted to. He is from Switzerland and works in marketing for one of the pro teams at the Giro. It was rest day at the Giro so he was going a casual lap of the lake (148 km).

The tunnel experience today was like nothing we had experienced before, even in Japan. All up today we rode through a massive 12.5 km of tunnel en route to Riva del Garda.

The tunnels varied. Some were complete black tunnels with lighting, others had opening on the lakeside to let in light and air.

One tunnel was 1.7 km downhill.

As we have no satellite connection in tunnels our GPS does not work so it appears we do zero speed but I would have been curious about the 1.7 km section.

The longest tunnel was 2.4 km, closely connected to a series of other long tunnels so not much blue sky.

My hope for not much traffic in a Sunday morning? Seriously deluded! There was lots!

Where there was blue sky out of a tunnel and somewhere safe to stop, we enjoyed the views.

There is a small village at the base of the rock. In the tunnel we had just exited, on both sides there was an exit and entrance tunnel to that village, Campione del Garda.

Lake Garda is developing a bike path to go around the lake. It was meant to be open late 2025, but I cannot seem how that will possibly happen. There is a 2 km section completed that is cantilevered out from the rock and some tunnels.

It is fantastic but in parts difficult to ride as there were lots of people walking in groups.

At the very end, to rejoin the road you need to get your bike onto its rear wheel and manoeuvre it through a chicane like barrier. Not at all bike friendly with packs on.

More great views as we closed in on Riva del Garda.

Riva del Garda is at the head ( or base?) of the lake, adjacent to Torbole where we had stayed on previous trips. This time we are staying in between both.

There is a furnicular transporting people to a viewing point.

Looking back along part of the rocky escarpment we had pass around or through. You can see why a dedicated bike path is going to be tricky without boring rock for more tunnels.

We arrived at our accomodation way too early to check in but our intent was only to dump some luggage at this point. They were ok with that and we then headed on a planned ride up Valle de Sarca towards Arco, Dro and Lake Toblino.

Castello di Arco overlooking the town of Arco

The Castle was built in the 12th century upon the remnants of a 300 ad settlement. There are frescoes from the 14th century. It is visitable.

At Moletta there is a very popular food and drink garden establishment aimed at bikers. We stopped for some lunch.

As we waited for our food we noticed the goats roaming the field adjacent to the river. I saw 6 goats all up in this spot including two kids.

Lunch spot, with me at the lower table with our bikes.

Feeling replenished, off we headed. The further we went up the bike path the less cyclists there were. There was one little skinny snake that crossed our path.

We had battled our way in the first five or so km with hire e-bikes, riders being a safety menace, with zero skills or etiquette, but a serious amount of pedal power available. They are accidents waiting to happen without commensurate skill sets and knowledge.

This is one of my favourite pictures for the day.

The path winds its way up and down the valley with farming enterprises predominantly grapes and plums.

Looking further up the valley towards Pietramurata, a village we rode through.

At the approach to the town of Sarche, we changed direction to head to Lago di Toblino, and then we parted ways with the river Sarca.

Good signage heading back towards Lake Garda from where we had travelled.

We skirted around Lago di Toblino, with the famous Castel Toblino ahead. This is a 16th century building, renovated, and you can dine there these days.

We took a different route heading back, but again featuring rock, vineyards, plums, and a different river, Rimone.

The hills to our left are regarded as the start of the Dolomites, where we head in a few days.

Lago di Cavedene is a popular recreational lake.

A rocky flood plain below the lake.

Today was a total of 95 km, with 12.5 km not recording due to tunnels. It was an interesting day. We climbed 847 metres.

The ride along the shorelines, high above the water was a mixture of exhilarating and stressful. The latter due to the highest levels of concentration needed in the tunnels. The views were magnificent

The ride up the valley was not quite as easy as we anticipated due to other users antics. But again, the views were great.

For dinner, we headed off to a Japanese restaurant recommended by Hannah. When they were here only a few days ago. All you can eat for 27 euros. We waddled out.

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Day 8: Castro to Roina (Lake Garda)

On May 19, 2024May 19, 2024 By Sharron YaxleyIn Europe2 Comments

We woke up to a beautiful day, looking out our front windows.

We had over 100 km to ride today and including navigating busy Brescia to get to our destination of Roina, on the shores of Lake Garda.

This was to be my third visit to Lake Garda, but this trip we will be exploring more of this famous lake loved by many.

As we headed out we rode through Lovere, where Hannah, Roey and Willow were staying, but would be leaving for Lake Maggiore. I was thinking what a shame they were staying up a hill that had cobbles ha ha….rounded the corner and heard a shout!

There they were seated roadside at a cafe, deliberately positioned. So I got to hugs my girls again, and Roey 😊❣️

We did not stop for as many lake photos today, having taken plenty the day before but there were a few.

This is a favourite, as we looked back towards Pisogne the snow clad mountains behind revealed themselves from the clouds.

This section there were lots of younger men fishing

At the town of Iseo we were to turn away from the lake. One last view of the lake that has been my favourite so far this trip.

The next stage of our ride today was nicer than I had envisaged, riding through the famous franciacorta wine region. The traffic was not so bad and it was scenic with surrounding vineyards and wineries.

We had stopped to take a few photos and an Italian cyclist came to a screeching halt to talk to me. He wanted to know where we were heading, our route and implored us to change route to head through his home village.

He spoke little English, and I spoke little Italian. I had no idea how I was going to extricate myself from his passionate ideas to change route. I was unaware Tony snapped a few photos., cackling to himself.

So Elia (the Italian) told us to ride to Gussago (we were going through there on our route) but to then change direction and head through his home town (has one street only) and I needed to remember the name Nave. We had to go to Nave. From there we would climb 500 metres and later have a big descent. We were not to go to Brescia. Well that is my understanding.

I still could not get Elia to draw breathe so I suggested a photo (unaware Tony already had some) and he was happy to oblige, calling me a Bella Donna ( hoping he did not mean the deadly plant) as he finally bid us farewell.

We could see him ahead on the road for some distance, and I did say to Tony do not catch him as he will probably lead to his village!

Through some villages including Gussago!

The Giro has obviously been through here in more recent years

Statue in a front yard , you do wonder what goes through some people’s minds.

We stuck to our route and traffic got busy as we hit the outskirts of Brescia.

Brescia was a pain in the butt. Why did we not listen to Elia ha ha. We had to get off and push our bikes through a busy street market.

We found a few quieter piazza’s. In this piazza is the Duomo and the old cathedral built circa 12th century.

Hard trying to get all on one photo. Needed a drone.

We were glad to be back on the road. It was quite warm now, around 26c.

I think this is the roundabout of the day promoting a nearby car museum.

Finally Lake Garda was sighted, as we began our descent.

On the shores edge.

Our accomodation was up a 13.5% hill, of course, in the small village of Roina.

The bikes are in the foyer area of a small establishment.

After showering and washing our clothes we walked down the hill to another village Bogliaco in the search for food.

We found a waterfront restaurant opening at 6 pm so we wandered around before eating.

Local marina, lots of small yachts in with a local competition having g just concluded

Walking back to our accomodation I was curious about these rocks that jut out from the old rock wall. Many have quite large holes in them like drink holders, many are badly placed at head heights in your were walking too closely to the wall. Any idea of their purpose?

Another day done. Around 104 km.

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Day 7: Lake Iseo

On May 18, 2024May 19, 2024 By Sharron YaxleyIn Europe4 Comments

Today I ticked a ride off my must do list.

In 2018 I spent a night at Pisogne, Lake Iseo during the 2018 Giro d’Italia. As we were transferred to accomodation I really liked what I saw, and further research showed that a lap of the lake is around 64 km cycling.

The weather had improved, and no rain was forecast so off we headed in a clockwise direction.

The first two photos are the view from our well positioned accomodation. I could sit and stare out our window all day.

Riding through Lovere and then Pisogne, there was lots of traffic, so a bit of hopping on and off our bikes with red lights and narrow spots.

Pisogne has an interesting piazza- Piazza Mercato. The town goes back to medieval times, and the water edge used to be right up to the tower, so a fair bit of land fill has occurred.

The tower, constructed in the 13tha and 14th centuries, used to be used by the local bishops to punish those who had not paid their taxes. You would be put into a cage that hung from the outside of the tower.

In 1511, eight women were found guilty of witchcraft were contained within, tortured by the Vicar of the Inquisition and later burned alive in the square.

The waterfront included a shared pathway so we hopped onto that as we headed out of Pisogne.

Only one at the sign today for photographs

Well placed clouds noted well after taking the photo of the white horse.

Views along the lake.

The shared pathway was brilliant along this section. One imagines this may have been part of the original road. Cars are travelling through tunnels higher into the rock. The rock wall is enshrined in mesh to minimise rocks falling.

There are multiple shorter tunnels.

The path does take you back onto the main road in villages.

There is an island in the middle of Lake Iseo, Montesola boasting a population close to 2,000. It is the largest inland island in Italy, as well as South and Central Europe.

Isola di Loreto is the name of the little island you can just make the features out from being zoomed in. It is privately owned and no amount of money will persuade the current owner to sell.

George Clooney tried to buy it in 2010 for the girlfriend of the day and failed.

A borrowed photo from an Italian tourism article (Found in Italy) shows what the island looks like closer up. It does look quite fancy.

On we rode.

The town of Iseo is a reasonable size and was quite busy, particularly as our route seemed to dissect the local market that had started selling a range of fresh food and arts and crafts. Back to walking and pushing the bike.

Recent heavy rain seems to have slightly flooded the lake in parts. There was evidence of a very high tide mark in parts with debris remaining.

We moved through Iseo, back on the main road and a small climb to skirt around some wetlands and vineyards before riding again near the lake.

There has been a lack of obvious toilets, so we stopped at this cafe to buy a coffee and use their loo. Nice spot.

The bike path around here ended suddenly.

We were predominantly on the road but a small selection of bike path on the home run. Generally speaking, this side of the island was quieter traffic wise, with less villages and we found it most enjoyable.

A waterfall off the side of the road. There were many today likely increased by the recent heavy rains.

Riva di Solto, a delightful small village we would return to later in the day, only 4.8 km from our home base.

Starting to look like Thailand…there was a tunnel here for bikes.

This section of the lake is magnificent. There were people walking, riding bikes, taking photos. Magical.

We came across a group,of cyclists spread all over the road, quietly confident no cars were coming? As I had a better look, I recognised the jerseys were that of Italy Bike Tours whom I travelled with in 2018 for the Giro d’Italia and acted as an ambassador back in late 2019/20 until Covid hit. I can highly recommend them for a Giro experience.

I did stop to chat, but none of the team I knew were present but I do know that they are working in this year’s trip. If you are interested, contact me for more info and I will point you in the right direction.

We headed off as there was more good things to imminently happen.

Back at our unit by 12 noon, this is what happened. This little munchkin turned up. Here she is in her travelling chair, with our wonderful view behind her.

My daughter Hannah, partner Rory (Andrew, Roey) and granddaughter Willow rocked up. Planned as our trips intersected. Amazing really as we both planned these trips independently of each other, not knowing where either group were heading or dates.

When we later compared itineraries it was an ‘ooh’ moment, and this afternoon was our ‘ooh’ time.

Willow and her dad playing aeroplane zoomies

They had a car, so we all jumped in and went up to Riva di Solto for coffee.

Rory is a coffee man….he won’t just drink ANY coffee either…think he checks out the size of the coffee machine first. 😊❣️

Then to the town of Lovere, where their accomodation was. We then walked back down to the lake.

We looked to eat earlier, given Willow needed to be in bed around 7 pm. We were given a massive menu at one place that took us ages to decide. We went to order and were told the kitchen was closed and they only did snacks not on that menu. The look on our faces….

Looking around the room, other patrons were going through the same menu. Anyhow, we left. Nothing in the town opened until 7 pm, so we found some fare at the local market and ate it by the lake, followed by gelati!

Finishing off a wonderful day 😊❣️