Monday, August 11, 2008

Un Altro Giorno, Un Altro Caffe!

I was going to go up the Brenta river valley this morning and go right instead of left, to Enego, and go up a different mountain.

Monday mornings here are very slow. Since everyone rode on Sunday, few people ride on Monday. Fortunately, about the only person I saw on the road came up from behind me and as I said hello, he slowed, obviously happy for the company. He told me he was only going to the end of the road as he hadn't really been out all year due to some accident with his leg. He was still pretty strong and we rode side by side for the most part, and talked. He was riding a nice carbon Scapin, which is made nearby, and I complimented him on it. And like yesterday, when I complimented one of my Cittadella friend' Bianchi, he said that it's what's in the legs that count. How true!

We rode into a very stiff wind the whole way, that fortunately he could enjoy on the way back. Regretfully the wind changes around mid morning so by the time I returned it would again be in my face for the final 15 miles.

As I reached the end of the road, truly,I went right, but could not find the climb I wanted so I turned around and climbed the 16 hairpin turns up to Enego, taking my usual hour.

And once again, enjoyed a most delicious cappucino.

I arrived back at the Residence at 12:45, about 5 hours after I had left this morning. The ride was 60 miles, but the climb reduces the average mph.

At 1 Bruna, as promised yesterday, brought me a heaping hot plate of fettucini with homemade tomato sauce, garnised with fresh basil and 3 small tomatoes.She also brought a plate full of amazing small apple strudels that her husband had made. She also gave platefuls of the pastries to several other guests.

She apologised for not inviting me over to eat but the house was a mess from all her cooking. I told her that was fine.

And sat out on the patio in front of the residence and ate an amazing meal! Just wonderful. As were the strudels.

And now, as the day is hot and there. Is nothing else to do, it is pool time.

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