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Riding through some quaint and sleepy towns in the north-west province of Verona https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6415-L.jpg Soaking in the sunshine on this beautiful riding day https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6426-L.jpg In and out through these small towns nestled in the slopes of Monte Baldo https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6432-L.jpg https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6436-L.jpg Such a wide variety of terrain and scenery here! |
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I have to laugh at this picture. There is absolutely no reason why this road has to be shaped this way. Not that we're complaining... https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6461-L.jpg We are so spoiled riding around the mountains in Europe. These staircases of roads seem like they are so commonplace everywhere! https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6462-L.jpg Fellow motorcyclists have the same idea as us. Blurring is natural because my camera's auto-focus is so slow. But it looks cool in this shot! https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6471-L.jpg Riding through The Gorge near Lago Di Garda https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6466-L.jpg The picture that could have been... :( I take a ton of pictures when I'm riding, pulling out my camera when I see something interesting. Because there's a delay between me thinking, "Hey that would make a nice picture" and actually taking the camera out, I miss out on a lot of good shots. This one above was especially heartbreaking because we had just ridden through a series of short tunnels cut through the rock in The Gorge, and we were at the last set when I had the much-belated thought, "Hey this would make a cool picture". So out comes the camera, but because the tunnels go from dark to light so quickly, it takes *forever* for the sensor to auto-focus and I JUST MISSED Neda disappearing into the next tunnel ahead. It would have been such a great shot to have her framed right in front of me in this picture! Bah. Not good enough to Photoshop her in... :( |
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She'll be comin' round the mountain, when she comes At one point the road carves a narrow path alongside the steep face of the mountain. Slate grey peaks covered in greenery peek through a shroud of clouds in the distance, and the valley drops off dramatically beside us. The late autumn trees look like they are on fire in contrast to the brilliant blue sky above - that sky that seems to be borrowed from the summer that we never had. But don't take my word for it, here's a short video! :) https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6476-L.jpg https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6480-L.jpg Right about now I'm thinking, "I should really put away the camera and try to make this next turn..." |
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Descending into Rovereto We are stopping in Rovereto, at the northern end of Lago di Garda, for a late lunch. About a month and a half ago, I got an e-mail from someone in Toronto who keeps up with our blog. He asked to meet with us because he read that we were back in town for the summer. Unfortunately, because our blog is so far behind, we had already returned back to Europe, so we didn't get a chance to connect. But we've kept in touch since and it just so happened that we were now both in the same area. So a quick exchange of e-mails and here we are knocking on the door of someone that we had never met before, in a town nobody's ever heard about. But he's a fellow Canadian, so we felt pretty safe... :) Our mystery host wants to remain anonymous, so no names or pictures, but he fed us lunch and we ended up having quite a lengthy and deep discussion over the kitchen table about our travels. He's also a nomad as well, spending the better part of the last 10 years moving around from place to place, sometimes on a motorcycle, sometimes with a backpack. We have very similar backgrounds, so it was quite a treat to have a Birds of a Feather discussion, getting to share thoughts and experiences about life on the road that somebody else who hasn't done it may not understand or be that sympathetic about. https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6485-L.jpg Rovereto Town Square It was with great reluctance that we had to leave this tiny Northern Italian town and our wonderful host. We had already booked an AirBnB much further north. I had originally planned more twisty roads through the Dolomites, but spending further time with like-minded company instead was the absolute correct decision. We were now racing against the setting sun which disappears below the mountains of the Alps extra early - as if to add insult to the injury of the shortened daylight hours! The midnight sun in Norway really spoiled us. So we said our goodbyes outside in the town square and hopped on the Autostrada past Trento. Despite it being a highway, the alpine scenery is still fantastic, but the light was dimming and we arrived in the small village of Sappada in the heart of the Dolomiti in darkness. Not to worry though, plenty of time to explore the area tomorrow! https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6488-L.jpg We wait for our AirBnB hosts to meet us on the one street that makes up the tiny town of Sappada. Only 8PM and it's already pitch dark. It was a fantastic day of riding. I know in the back of our minds, we're both evaluating the future and where we're going to end up and what we want to be doing, but sometimes just being on the back of a bike and riding some twisty roads for hours on end is the best kind of solution to the problem of thinking just too damn much. |
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https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...L/map265-L.jpg The nights are getting quite chilly this time of year. We've settled in for the evening in a really quaint wooden lodge in this tiny one-street village of Sappada right in the heart of the Dolomites. It's a very popular destination for skiers in the wintertime, but at this time of year the place is eerily quiet - an alpine ghost town. I kinda like it. And I love that we booked the lodge for a fraction of the price that it would list for in the middle of ski season. Feels like we're on vacation! https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6489-L.jpg Neda gets warm and cozy in bed with a good movie. Big day planned for tomorrow! https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6490-L.jpg But unfortunately, we woke up in the morning to this... The rain is pounding the roof of our lodge mercilessly. Water is running down the streets in sheets. What a terrible day for riding... I can't complain though. We've had such an awesome stretch of nice weather over the last few weeks, marred only by a handful of rainy days. That's quite uncharacteristic for us. So in the back of my mind I was always anxiously waiting for the other shoe to drop. The only sad part is that this streak had to end while we're in the midst of a motorcyclist's playground. We watched from the warmth of our comfy and toasty lodge and waited for any sign that the showers would abate. |
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Did I mention our lodge has underground parking? We have the whole garage to ourselves. Sweet! https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6495-L.jpg Timing our exit during a lull in the rainfall https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6497-L.jpg Such a shame that the mountains are obscured by a layer of thick fog We're going to head east today, through the Regional Nature Park of the Julian Alps, which is just west of the Slovenian border. The damp mountain air this morning chills us to the bone and we keep our rainsuits on for warmth but also because we know it's probably going to rain again later on in the day. https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6503-L.jpg On the way, we pass through many pretty Northern Italian alpine towns https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6504-L.jpg Always a church in each town |
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Into the forest we go... Just across the border, the forest of the Julian Alps continues into the Triglav National Park. As we enter the park, Neda excitedly tells me of all the places she wants to show me in Slovenia. These communicators are wonderful devices. Rather than spending the majority of the last three and a half years of our ride in solitude, we've kept the comms open during the entire time, sharing our experiences and reactions of things we've seen along the way in real-time instead of saving it all up to discuss at the end of each riding day. On this particular day, Neda is in a reflective mood. She tells me about all of the family vacations that her and her family took, crossing into the neighbouring republic to the north. She recounts how she always looked forward to the hiking trips in the mountains of the Slovenian Alps, multi-day treks that fostered in her the love of nature. How they used to stop each evening in mountain lodges, chowing down on delicious hot stew to fuel them for the next day's journey. https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6506-L.jpg Riding through Triglav National Park in Slovenia https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6511-L.jpg As we rode through the park, Neda points up at the peaks through some of the mountains she used to hike as a kid Neda's a bit upset that the weather is so bad. She would have liked to stop to show me some of the places where she went on hiking trips with her dad. She would point at a mist-covered peak and say, "We went hiking through those mountains...", and added forlornly "...but you can't see them right now". :( As the ride went on, she recounted her memories of Slovenia and how in the communist system at the time, Yugoslavian families were given "packages" from the government so that they could take vacations. Slovenia was always the more progressive of the republics and is much more affluent now because of it. From the way Neda talked about these trips, Slovenia was always that rich cousin that you looked forward to visiting, but yet made you so envious because they were better off than you. |
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Entering Slovenia... again... The road through Triglav National Park is narrow and twisty in parts. Which would have been hugely entertaining except that the rains had started up again. That, combined with the slick carpet of fallen leaves on the pavement, made our going tediously overcautious and frustratingly slow. We got to a spot halfway into the park where we finally conceded that this wasn't fun any more. So we bailed on the ride through the park and made an exit out to the highway. Because this road skirted the border between Italy and Slovenia, we dipped into each country a couple of times, crossing borders like playing hopscotch in the rain. Thankfully everyone's a part of the EU now so we don't have to fill up our passports needlessly with multiple stamps. But Neda is bummed yet again. She was the one who planned this route through Triglav and this was another spoiled opportunity to show me her childhood haunts. https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6528-L.jpg We booked a couple of days in an AirBnB just outside of Bled Staying in Bled was way too expensive, so we're in the tiny village of Zasip, about 3kms away from the city. Ever since I've known Neda, she's always told me about Bled. "It's so pretty!", "I have to take you there someday!", "You're going to love it, I know you will!" The plan is to wait out the rains and on a sunny day visit the town that Neda has told me so much about. https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6533-L.jpg Waiting for the rains to stop outside our BnB in Zasip The next day we stare gloomily out the window at the storm clouds overhead. They seem never-ending. We spend the day indoors catching up on e-mail and I pretend to work on the blog, which is getting so far behind that it's embarrassing. https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6534-L.jpg The next day it's still raining, so we decide to leave Slovenia. Riding out of Zasip |
We've already planned to cross the border into Croatia today and we just can't wait anymore for the weather to turn. I proposed to Neda that we ride into Bled despite the rain so we can poke around town for a short while before heading to the border.
https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6550-L.jpg This is one of the attractions in the town of Bled, the Church of the Assumption on the tiny island out in the middle of Lake Bled https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6547-L.jpg The best way to get to the island is by a traditional Slovenian boat called a pletna The pletna is a covered flat-bottomed boat that is only rowed by oarsmen from families of "Pletnarstvo", the tradition of rowing out to Bled Island handed down through the generations over the last few centuries. Or so the marketing literature goes... :) As we were riding through the city, Neda told me about the skiing vacations that her family took up in the mountains. They would go into the old city and skate on the frozen lake, enjoying the beautiful scenery around them. All of that obscured today by the dismal weather. https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6551-L.jpg You can see the disappointment in Neda's face. :( I know Neda's not happy that she can't show off Bled the way she remembers it in her memories, but even I could see how pretty the place is through the raindrops on my helmet visor. All these charming storefronts, restaurants and hotels lining the boardwalk around Lake Bled, with the mountains of the Julian Alps riding majestically above the town. It's quite beautiful. https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6554-L.jpg Nice day for a walk. Not. It's too miserable to continue on all of the back roads that Neda has planned for us around Bled. I know she's disappointed, but I try to console her that this is so close to Croatia that we'll get another chance to do them again when the weather is nicer. |
From Bled, we hit the highway to Croatia and Slovenia warps away behind us like a wet memory.
https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6557-L.jpg At the Croatian border It's only two hours on the highway until we reach the Croatian border. The minute we exited the mountain range of the Alps, the weather clears up magically and we're able to shed all our rainclothes. Rather than alleviating Neda's mood, this just makes her more bitter. As if the Gods themselves were conspiring to ruin her guided tour of her youth. The smooth and well-maintained asphalt of Slovenia's highways fell away to the much less tended/funded crumbling roadways of Croatia. Neda shook her head in annoyance and in her frustration, the old jealousies reared up once again: "Why can't they make the roads welcoming people to Croatia nicer? Why do visitor's first impressions of my country have to look like this?!?" :( https://mym0ry.smugmug.com/Motorcycl...DSCN6560-L.jpg Familiar neighbourhood As we rode into Croatia, Neda began to relax again. The fine weather and familiar surroundings finally working their way into lifting her spirits. Over the communicator she tells me, "I'm sorry I wasn't able to show you Slovenia properly so you could see all the places I've always told you about". But in my mind, I replayed all of our conversations we had over the last few days while riding through the Slovenian Alps. All of the vivid memories retold with excitement and nostalgia, even the pricklish envies that came through in her voice. You've already shown me those places, Neda. I was with you the entire time. |
Lake Bled...very nice as is the whole of Solvenia, I was there about 2 months ago as part of my Balkans trip and the weather was great, it's a shame you couldn't have seen more
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Hey guys, keep the photos coming, enjoyed our short meet, the world is indeed a small place.......
Gino & Fiona |
It may be high time Gene, to remove your boots & socks and check for webbed feet......quack :rofl:
Great report as always, thanks :thumbup1: |
Neda, the lady from Slovenia, can you tell me which which camera u use taking photos while you are riding. Lovely pics and am enjoying them day by day. Just wonderful.
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