We got on the way from Mansle at a decent time in the morning, heading east through pouring rain. The sky cleared a bit from time to time but it was generally a grey day.
We arrived in Chambery after a fairly long drive and checked into the hotel before taking the dogs for a short walk. They are such good little travellers, and we make sure we stop regularly so they can have a little walk (ie: pee).
Since we’re in the car this time the seats in the back are down and Henry has his bed behind my seat so he can see Colin because then he doesn’t bark. We tried putting Mo in the back also but she didn’t look comfortable perched on her blanket atop some luggage so she now lays on my lap on the blanket with her harness clipped to my seatbelt.
The next morning we continued east – it was still a bit grey out but not as much rain.
Passing through Bramans Val Cenis I finally realized we’d been through this pass before – albeit from the other direction – when we saw one of the Hannibal statues.
I’m not sure it’s been proven that Hannibal took this route over and through the Alps but it’s certainly possible.
We stopped just before noon at a cafe at the top of the pass – it was fiercely windy and had actually started snowing!
The proprietor of the cafe was a very old lady – when she spoke it sounded like every second word was Italian, although when I tried to converse with her she said in French that she didn’t speak it.
A few miles down the road we stopped again so I could take some photos – Lac du Mont-Cenis was looking spectacular with a bit of mist rising and whitecaps from the wind making the water look extra dark. The place is half-way between Paris and Rome.
Only a few miles later and we were in Italy – again, just as passing from Spain to France, there was no border stop or covid check. We only knew we were in Italy by the road signs and potholes.
A few miles outside Susa we saw a large message on the side of a mountain – ‘TAV = MAFIE’.
I googled it later to find out what it meant – there is/was a lot of opposition to the plans to build a long tunnel to accommodate a new high speed rail line. Apparently there’s a lot of mafia infiltration in the construction industry, as well as many corrupt politicians – well, it is Italy!
We checked into a nice hotel in the village of Fornaci, not too far from Bergamo – we’re spending a few days on a little vacation before the race on Saturday. The hotel has a nice restaurant and we enjoyed a lovely, although quite late dinner.
The next day we took a drive to re-con the race route, planning to pick a spot somewhere on the last climb of the day – the Passo di Ganda.
As we followed the route up through Orezzo, over the top and down into Selvino we remarked more than once how fortunate it was that we were in the BMW rather than the campervan. The road was extremely narrow in spots and very winding and it’s possible the campervan wouldn’t have been able to negotiate parts of it.
Since we hadn’t passed many likely spots to park on race day we decided to watch from somewhere in the town of Selvino. Another consideration was access to a cafe – and toilets, which is one of many perks of having a campervan that weren’t available in a car.
The drive down to Nembro was interesting, including twenty hairpin turns, each with a sign showing the name of an Italian cyclist. Also included was the usual last-minute road works on the race route.
The next day we took a lovely drive up to the north end of Lago d’Iseo and down the east side, stopping along the way in the town of Marone.
It’s a nice little place, and being right on the lake it has lovely views, as well as some interesting architecture.
We left Marone and continued south along the lake to the town of Iseo, where we stopped for lunch.
Iseo is a beautiful place – we’ve used the campground more than once before, including on my first trip four years ago.
Returning to the hotel we were both so full from our excellent lunch that we didn’t bother with dinner, planning to get up nice and early so we could get to Selvino before the roads were closed in the morning.