Leaving Borgagne after a coffee at a local cafe, we were once again on the road, this time to the coastal city of Otranto. Another day of olive groves, fields of poppies, wild flowers and country lanes with occasional dirt tracks just to sharpen the senses. The highlights were a stop off at Torre dell'Orso where there was a spectacular rock pool/ grotto with crystal clear water. Jean managed to defy all common sense and clamber around the rocks to get yet another...

Out of Ostuni and a 14km ride to the train station in Carovigno. 1 hr should be plenty, as it’s all downhill from Ostuni. Wrong. It was down one hill and up the next. Throw in a completely unnecessary tour of Carovigno, yet another hill top town, we raced the last 8kms to the station with less than a minute to spare, arriving in a lather of sweat and gasping. On to the train and with Jean’s bike in the rack ( no room for mine) and her in a seat ( I had to ...

The ride from Monopoli to Ostuni was today’s challenge. Although it was only 25C, down among the stone fences and olive groves, with no shade, it started to take its toll. But, who could complain about a break or two, having a snack under an olive tree. The road from Monopoli along the coast is Puglia’s version of the Great Ocean Road - wonderfully scenic but it was like being in the middle of the Grand Prix. Although they were driving fast, the Italian driv...

After having mastered the Garmin GPS after yesterdays effort, the ride out of Alberobello was without incident. Our first stop was in Polignano a Mare, just in time for the 2 day World title cliff diving competition. And stop we did, multiple times because despite what the GPS had in mind as a direct route, most of the streets were blocked off and most of Puglia were there. People everywhere and asking the Carabinieri for directions was pointless as most seemed t...

Alborobello and our first day of riding. But first a little bit about the town. Renowned for its large areas of retained Trulli, these are the conical roofed buildings of stone of which there are 1,000s in Puglia. We were fortunate in that our accomodation was in a trulli and it was was very comfortable. Inside they are lined with stone blocks and the external walls are in the form of arches. The story is that there was a tax levied by the King on all permanent...