- I visited Rome
- I did something memorable for my 40th (said hi to the Pope)
- I went to Venice
- I rode through the Dolomites to Austria
- I visited Krimml Falls
- I rode the Tauern Radweg
- I visited Salzburg
- I rode through Germany
- I visited Mont Blanc (and the Aosta Valley)
- I cycled up Alp D’Huez
… and most importantly, I’ve taken a first big step to gaining a bit of fitness back.
The only things that I didn’t get to do were kayak in Venice, ride the Amalfi coast, and go mountain biking.
I blame planning for two of those three things.
Recruit Officer: Have you given any thought to your future, son?
Forrest Gump: “Thought”?
You see, I had booked and planned the kayaking in Venice. It just got cancelled at the last minute. So much for planning.
I had also bought a book titled Mountain Biking Europe which had assured me that I wanted to be in the Alps in September because before then most of the trails are closed to mountain biking.
That was the biggest load of twaddle ever.
What I discovered when I got here is that all the mountain biking chairlifts and hire shops actually close in the beginning of September, so my dreams of being whisked up slopes and plummeting back down them on a hired mountain bike went unmet.
Until today ….
It could be my last hurrah on the bike.
It would also be 50kms of mostly downhill riding … Which I decided I could pretend was sort of like riding down a mountain from a chair lift …
|(Please note dirty rag and replaced broken spoke from my cleaning and fixing activities)|
Damn, damn, damn.
Off go all the panniers, out comes the tube, search for puncture, can’t find it, check tyre, replace tube, put all panniers back on …and off we go again.
Triple damn and then some.
Still, at least this time I managed to find the culprit …
Fortunately this time, after a tube repair, I made it back to Grenoble with no more problems, and it was every bit the easy ride I’d hoped for taking under three hours even with the two repairs which probably cost me 45 minutes or so.
And that was it, to again use the words of Forrest Gump,
“I’m pretty tired … I think I’ll go home now.“.