Viva Italia!
Ciao!
As Jake might very well have said to Elwood: “We have two bikes, four panniers, three and a half lungs, one ceramic hip, and enough years between us to get back to Queen Victoria. It’s a thousand miles to Naples give or take – hit it!”
This, in the event, is the route we took, starting in Turin, ending up in Naples. The blue bits we rode; where the line is red, we followed some excellent advice on a cycle forum for those visiting Italy: “Think of the occasional train journey not as a failing or an admission of defeat but as a treat – like an ice cream!”
A few recent pics of this that and the other from the first week or so of our trip.
Part one didn’t start well. I opened the shutters and yelped. Rain! We had been warned, and yet I yelped.
Then it got worse. 20 downhill minutes and Jens pulled over for a voicemail....
Sometimes it’s the room that’s calling the shots. Today’s choice was between 56k and about one of elevation, or a tad over 80, with about two and a half. The former...
Another soggy day. Not sure if it’s this Storm Babet that seems to be laying waste to most of Europe, but whatever it is it’s awful wet where we’ve been, but thankfully...
Day two of our descent from the Tuscan hills to the sea, and the first discovery is that the hills of Perugia are just as beautiful.
Actually I tell a lie: our first discovery is that...