Hounded Out of Italy OK, we're really starting to feel our legs - the day to day tiredness passes when you get a rest, but the slight niggles in knees and hips are becoming ever so slightly more noticeable. Thank goodness for over the counter anti-inflammatories. It is one every half-hour with a shot of Red Bull, isn't it? Still, they do say that pain is directly correlated with gain. Our gain was catching and passing a motorised vehicle on the open road - and,...
R & D Go Cycling
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God Bless Queen Vicky Climbing slowly over Mount Vulture (seriously, and yes it is circled by birds of prey) in the cold, crisp November air, we reflected on the wisdom of melting our Helly Hansens. Day 96.4km (Total 2253.4km)
Descents Into High Places Climb, climb, climb, climb, drop, wet. Climb, climb, climb, climb, drop. Climb, climb, climb, climb, drop, wet, rainbow, climb. Day 87.3km (Total 2157km)
Don't Blow Your Top! We somehow managed to drag ourselves from the delights of Naples to start the trek across the Apennines to the East coast of Italy, with the only toll to be paid on the roads out of Naples being a little friendly stroking from a curious carabiniero. However, we spent a couple of days at Mercogliano visiting the other main historical and natural sites around Naples, being the ruined, sacred town of Paestum, the buried city of Herculaneum and...
See Naples and Cry As we progressed through Campania, suddenly everyone wanted to speak to us about what we're doing. People in bakeries, markets, petrol stations and even motorbikes stopped at lights would cheerily ask where we're from, how far we'd come and where we're headed. Our initial response of Scotland would inevitably wow them...then they'd say "you've cycled all the way from Scotland" and we'd explain we'd flown to Lisbon and cycled from the...