We headed up into the hills again and began our day of sweating. Our route took us towards San Giovanni where we rode in June. We turned left onto a little gravel track and rode up it until we were thoroughly toasted. We had a steep descent from Bocca di Tovo (1079m) on loose rocks that was a struggle to ride. Then we descended by a fun rocky downhill that we’d done last time. Fun fun fun. It was 36 degrees in Riva when we finished and we bought ice creams which promptly melted all over us.
Above left: Cris is sick of riding and decides to try flying. Above right: Emily with her pink fixers. Today was the beginning of a line of punctures.
Below: How not to eat ice-creams. We do our best to eat delicious gelateria ice-cream in the 36 degree heat. Unfortunately our best was not good enough and we ended up with sticky hands and chops.
In the evening we drove south and picked Chris up from a train station. He’s joining us for the next few days.
Above left: A tunnel. Who would have thought? Above right: Emily, Frauke, and Cris at the lake further south. It was still very warm at 10pm.
