A drive of some 15
miles from our campsite to the charming village of Bellagio on Lake Como left
our driver with even greyer hair – by jeezus it was narrow in places as our
friendly (?) hosts live up to their reputation of crazy driving with phones welded
to their ear and displaying a desire to drive on the left of the road like us
Brits. Good job that even if you went over the fence into lake the drop would only have been a few feet.
Bellagio
From Bellagio the intrepid trio rode the climb
to the cycling shrine of Madonna del Ghisallo, a climb that features on the
Giro di Lombardia although without wishing to offend the boys the pros tomorrow
may be a tad quicker. I stopped on route at the village of Civenna admiring the statue to celebrate the centenary of Alps Brigade -
They were waiting when I arrived with the van
and we all then spent an hour or so in the small church and the adjoining
cycling museum.
Geoff and Andy then decided they wanted to cycle
the descent back to Bellagio
whilst Vince and I meandered back in the van
taking in (again) the stunning views at Civenna.
I'm no longer convinced in the merits of this cycling lark but am always prepared to muck in for the right impression
It took us some 20
minutes to drive back to Bellagio (with a dreadful smell of burning brakes)
whilst they came down in only 11 minutes with Andy’s speedo giving up the ghost
in horror.
I’ve been instructed
to say Vince then displayed his usual skills in whipping up rolls filled with
ham, cheese and tomato – he does get so sensitive! Coffee and cake were then partaken of –
desperate plea for further fruit cake being couriered out – before returning to
the campsite via a supermarket for more wine.
By the way – it was a
gorgeous sunny day!
But rest under no illusion it's not all fun - these pesky biting insects everywhere
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