Italy has been a blast. I’ve ridden every day for the past 9 days, so I’m taking today off as a rest day.
We interrupt this regularly scheduled programming to bring you the insane weather we are currently experiencing in Bergamo, Italy.
Except for the white power graffiti in the RV park’s bathroom and getting intentionally coal rolled, day four was great.
Oh, and the murderer in the woods.
It’s hard to put day 3 into words so this post will be brief. It was the most physically and mentally challenging day I have ever had on a bike. In Morgan’s words, “It was bullshit. Hell on earth.”
(He also said he’d do it again.)
Day 2 is co-authored by Morgan; many photos are from him as well
It’s important to begin our recap of day two by starting with night one. While sitting around the hot tub Morgan set our expectations for the next day’s riding – in particular, that there would be about 1,000ft of climbing throughout the ~60mi day. This seemed reasonable since the elevation profile we had seen online went downhill. And since it was the climbing (and uphill push-biking) the day before that was the biggest mood killer, we were banking on day two being better.
We’re out here riding the Stagecoach 400 route. It’s day 3 and I can safely say this is the most physically and mentally challenging riding I have ever done. We started as 4 riders and are already down to two.
More updates to come once we reenter civilization.
Last year for my last birthday, Charly and I spent a week in California exploring Yosemite National Park. I sadly never made a post about it!
This year for Charly’s birthday we went out west again, but this time to Nevada, Arizona, and Utah to visit National Parks out there. The photos in this post were taken by both of us.
Israel was a blast. I was back visiting friends I’d made in just 5 months but hadn’t seen in a year.
We drank, danced, played, worked, talked, laughed, lamented, explored, and ate a lot of hummus together.