What a fun ride down. The traffic was manageable, so I was able to take liberties on the hairpin curves, helping myself to a a wide bank going in, cutting sharply across and swooping out, trusting the physics of my tires as I leaned into the turn. Although my touring bike was built for stability and comfort, it let me enjoy all of the long, gently winding downhills. I whizzed through the forests and past farmhouses and hotels I had struggled by a few hours earlier. Four hours of climbing, rewarded by fifty minutes of delicious descent.
All together, it was a great outing with mixed weather, some mentally challenging riding with a circus in the middle. No flats, no mechanical issues - just fun.
|A cold summit for Sean's birthday|
|We earned our bowl of soup!|
|next day was sunny on the way up Ofen Pass|
|hot bike standoff|
|Heidi takes a break from cycling|
|This way out of Switzerland|
|arrived in Italy|
|switchbacks as far down as you can see|