Stage 5 - Lake Como - Italy - 27th Sept to 30th
The original plan was to travel clockwise and the next port of call was to be Lucerne. Two things: I couldn't get excited about Lucerne or Bavaria, and the main reason, Italy and Slovenia were always my favourites before I set off. I could be wrong of course, time will tell...apologies to Bavaria and Lucerne!
And the weather in Italy was like Summer, and extending for a number of days. And it could change any time soon? That helps!
So leaving Lauterbrunnen, but first a visit to the local bike mechanic, I accidentally dropped my bike and bent the gear hangar....all sorted. But good chat with the two boys (Aussie and Brit) - they were saying that the tourist numbers to the village are well up on pre Covid. But the ambition of those tourists have changed. The vast majority just wander around the villages and towns, look for that key social media photo, and sit in cafes etc without exploring whatsoever the environment. I know people like that, I mused! But, seriously, it wasn't helping their business, interesting though π€·♂️
So off I set, but to Lake Como - a four hour plus drive, but with the scenery I experienced who cares! I'd never heard of the Susten Pass, on the map, I guess in the Alps it is one of many...but bloody hell! What a climb over, and what views, really amazing...if it were in France, I guess it would've been more well known as it would be on the Tour de France!
Also, and I'm not sure why, I missed the Gothard Tunnel....and instead went over the pass, but I'm not sure I ever saw a choice! I did see a huge queue on an adjacent road, and expected to join it, I guess the pass was more scenic!
Soon I was in Italy, the traffic increased, of course traversing across Lugano, and then adjacent the Lake for quite a while....my Google Maps dropped me off at Menaggio, which looked very nice on the lakeside, but it was rammed. I needed to escape....so I drove towards the north end of the lake Domaso, got some info from a Tourist Info place and a recommendation of a local campsite.
Nightmare! About 7 campsites all side by side, absolutely rammed with campervans and mobile homes, I mean, shanti town style....friggin no way, and that's a holiday?? anyhow, two more stabs, and I found myself at the top of the lake, further actually, adjacent the river that joins the two lakes (Mezzola, the second smaller one), in a place called Sorico, surprisingly I guess, I did fear the worst, I found a lovely quiet site, with some v friendly peeps. Two nights booked in...for reference 14 euros per night!
Early evening, I jumped on my bike, and cycled along the lakeside track all the way back to Domoso, scoffing as I passed the peeps sat outside in the shanti towns! And settled at a lakeside restaurant, for a meal and a couple of beers, as we all observed the sunset over the lake, and particularly looking across at the very tempting and imposing, Monte Legnone * π
The ride back was "ace", it's a long time since I've done any nighttime riding, but with my new lights and head torch it was super enjoyable, in fact I extended it passed my site until I reached the end of the trail.
The following morning I planned a double bike ride. The first was OK, the second was a disaster. I suspected with the tight valley and steep sides, unless lots of climbing was welcome, this was going to be not easy to plan. However the first one was an intentional climb, "just" above the campsite....well it took 30 mins and lots of hairpins on impossibly narrow roads to reach the start point (and who would want to live up there: "just popping out for some milk and bread, see you in two hours!")....
The first ride was to the summit, of sorts of Monte Mezzo, more of a mountain community, views were ok, but due to the height very hazy....I did plan to go higher, but couldn't see the point...and I knew the descent would be very tentative, as really this was full suspension MTB territory.
Two hours later I set off on ride number two....the plan was a 50k ride but more on the lakeside, but initially I had to get over some climbs through the trees. Well, firstly the climbing was relentless, and eventually I "retired" as the so called MTB trails were impossible, in fact I had to regularly carry the bike, never mind push...very frustrating, even Danny Macasgill would struggle on these (ok, perhaps he particularly wouldn't!).
I returned to the riverside, sat in the shade under a tree, and relaxed! In the evening, I returned to Domoso for beer and dinner.
Packing away, I couldn't help but keep observing Monte Legnone opposite the lake, all nearly 9,000ft of it....so of course, after packing up...off I went...but first to the start point, another 30 mins of climbing in the car!
The climb took me almost exactly 3 hours, all of it climbing , with some parts especially the last part very steep and rocky, with short sections of vΓa Ferrata, the air became thin, the breathing typically laboured but the views compensated.
It was even possible to pick out the Matterhorn on the horizon, and also Monte Rosa, the highest mountain in Italy. * check! There was some haze, but generally quite spectacular.
The descent was (like Mallorca) more of a toil, sometimes it's harder descending, especially when it's really gnarly and rocky.
Probably descended just 30 mins quicker than the ascent, by which time it was after 5pm, and Lake Garda was a chunk of 3 hours away....so I returned to my friendly campsite for one more night....then in the morning could chill, and set off when ready.