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Nov. 2, 2009
Gary’s Adventure in the Dolomites: Day 9
Gary has spent the last eight days cycling around the Dolomites with his good friend, Gregg; up and over mountains in snow, rain, wind and...even a bit of sun. It's been a white-road adventure from day one—just the way Gary likes it. Read on for the final leg of their journey. Enjoy.

Clear, cool, windy…

Did I say cool? I meant cold.

Today, we started off in 4 degrees Celsius (that’s 39.2 degrees Fahrenheit). We meandered around Trento, working our way to the best road out of town.

We weren’t used to any town this size thus far except for Bolzano, which we also worked our way through toward the Passo Mendolla. Trento was a bit more difficult to find the best way out. We didn’t have a good city map. We stopped at a traffic light on a small hill and asked a man rushing to get to work “which way to Bassano?”

He gave me detailed instructions and then was on his way.

As we continued up the steep hill, the same man was pulled over about 400 meters ahead; he was out of his car now, waving other commuters by and waiting for us. I sprinted up to him to see what he was doing.

He wanted to make sure we didn’t miss the left turn where he was waiting. Wow; Gregg and I couldn’t believe that anyone would do this during rush hour, or any time for that matter. At least, we haven’t experienced this in the USA. For that guy, it was nothing; for us, it could have saved 30 minutes of route finding.

Our first goal was to find the bike path which started about 10 kilometers out of Trento and from there we hoped it would be smooth sailing all the way to Bassano.

One last bike trail from Trento to Bassano: 85 Kilometers

The path is called “La Ciclabile Della Valsugana.” After about an hour from town, we found the start of the trail and from there to Bassano it was like the final stage of the Tour de France of Giro di Italia, except for the Champagne, which we held off until reaching our destination. It was so wonderful.

This trail system is so beautifully paved with so many amenities for cyclists, all of which were described on a brochure/map: areas to picnic, bakeries in the small towns, hotels if you want to stop for the night, clearly marked bike shops and best of all, Bicigrills or Tezze.

Cafe Grill on a bike trail made just for cyclists...

Imagine: a café built for cyclists, complete with espresso, panini and all kinds of other great food and drink. The bike racks are like art in themselves.

Bike, grill or tezze?

As we continued on our way, we came across a road named and spelled the same as Gregg’s last name, Bagni. That was a special moment.

Finally, we find the street named after Gregg's last name

Back in Bassano, into the parking lot of the Al Camin Hotel and there you have it; round trip and what a trip it was.

The end; back where we started from Hotel Al Camin

I’ve never had a bad bike trip in Italy, the Alps, the Pyrenees, or anywhere in Europe. Every one is an adventure; every one has its ups and downs. Beautiful scenery, wonderful people, great food and wine, and moments of being pushed beyond your limit, physical and or emotional.

After 30 plus trips in 24 years, I still see myself coming back as often as I can, just to do it all over again.

I slept well that night.
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