Today’s blog will be shorter than usual. After many days of riding in Switzerland and now Italy, it’s time for an early night. I’m going to try and post some pictures of the last couple of days. I hope you enjoy them.
Today’s ride took us to the heart of Prosecco wine country. As we rode from town to town, I kept thinking, does it get any prettier than this? At one point, I said yes. We had stopped to help out a local Italian couple who had a flat tire. On the other side of the road from where they were standing was a magnificent vista of terraced vineyards. The land sloped into a gentle valley still lush and green. The grapes yet to be harvested. As we rode lower into the valley, the harvest had begun and we could smell the crush. We continued to descend to the valley floor from which we had climbed earlier in the day. The closer we got, the warmer it became. Not hot, but a warm autumn heat that made it perfect for riding. I tried to count the number of towns we passed through, but it became impossible. Each one was unique and reflected the ancient culture, architecture, and the sense of place that is only Italy.
Thanks for the pictures you all look so content and happy. Your description of the towns and the terraces and the smells gave me a good picture of the scene.
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