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!”
“Tomorrow will be a doddle.”
After crossing the spine of Italy, we were quite looking forward to a day of long, gentle descent to Ancona. No real climbing, no serious lumps...
Everyone says so. Seriously. I checked the tripadvisor reviews after we got back, and getting on for half said exactly that. They’re not wrong, Brian.
Jens found the place online....
Out of Big Sky Country and down to the coast. Which I for one have been looking forward to, but which has not quite lived up to anticipations.
Not sure quite what I expected, but arriving...
An excellent post on an Italian trips ‘n tips thread on CycleChat said to regard the occasional train ride as ‘a treat, like an ice cream, rather than an admission of defeat’....
It’s getting better all the time.
Admittedly a low bar, having woken up in our clinical morgue – our most expensive booking yet, by a margin, but a soul-sinking experience,...