One morning I took my longest ride yet – almost 40 km, which isn’t bad for me – to one of the highest points around.
There’s a tower near the top, and you can see down to the next valley, with wonderful views in all directions.
We got going Sunday morning right on time – just after 9:00. It was a bit of a drive north to where we’d chosen to watch the first stage of Tirreno-Adriatico from so we went most of the way on the peage.
We found the perfect place to park for the night for the following day’s race – right next to a cemetery in a church’s large parking area.
There’s a war memorial, and also a nice water tap for free use.
At one side of the church there’s an excellent view of the plain below, and the town of Camiore right in the Sea.
Around dinner time the parking area started to fill up – there was a special service of some kind happening in the church, and folks were very dressed up.
I asked a fellow that was outside with his little girl if it was a ‘matrimonial’ and he said ‘no – baby’ so I realized it was a christening. The ceremony went on for quite awhile, with the priest doing a lot of talking and praying.