Today we headed across the flat, salt marshy bit north of Ravenna - looks pretty interesting for wildlife, but stopping wasn't really on the agenda. Roads were straight with reasonable traffic but somehow not boring in the cool air and bright sun.
We headed inland past Venice, across lots of plains growing veg and so on. Lunch was around Bassano del Grappa, at a roadside cafe with a couple of bikes parked up. It's Saturday of course, so there a lot more bikers around, all properly togged up and presumably with somewhere to go, at least before their mums expect them home for dinner.
We have a conversation with the Harley Fat Boy owner (well named, saves thinking of two names that mean basically the same thing), he's impressed with the ride to Greece and back thing, and passionately clenches our hands in the Secret Biker Grip (c. jDG 2017) as we prepare to leave.
A group of people, locals, arrive as we do, and immediately engage in heated banter which is fun to watch. They've stopped when I took the photo, man obviously contemplating post-pasta suicide at this point.
Meal's good, meaty pasta, salad, bread, water, all food. Excellent value, and a very sweet lady keen to serve us what she had left.
There were various nice looking bottles of wine on the walls, but the camouflage brand caught my eye... Good for duck hunters enjoying a picnic I suppose.
And now we've really gone up - after lunch the Alps showed up, and the road twists and turns along the valley near Trento, with steep cliffs and hills looming either side. The road still rises, with tunnels to help keep it gradually ascending. At the last fuel stop Jim accidentally selects the diesel pump for his €10 shot - bummer, unattended, no "oi, I want my money back" button, so presumably someone gets a present! Another €10 required.
And we here in Laives, at the Steinmannwald, nice spot, good looking resto where we pre-booked dinner, and even a very nice garage for the bikes, beside the owner's twin Harleys.
A Great Day For Up!
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