Rides
The Lessinia High Road
Up out of the vineyards onto the plateau, where the walls are dry-stone, the sky is enormous, and almost nobody goes.
Rides
Garda at First Light
The eastern shore before the traffic wakes, when the lake is a sheet and the road belongs to whoever got up.
There is a window on Garda — roughly an hour either side of sunrise — when the lake goes flat, the light comes low across the water from the Brescian side, and the shore road is empty. It does not last. Everything about this ride is arranged around being on that road inside that window.
We leave early enough that it feels slightly unreasonable, ride the shore while it is still cold, and stop for coffee when the day has properly begun. It is not a hard ride. It is a ride you remember for the first ninety minutes.
What happens
- 01Coffee and a briefing before dawn.
- 02The shore road north, at conversational pace, in two groups.
- 03A stop where the light turns — and a long one.
- 04Breakfast together before the ride back or the transfer home.
A sequence, not a schedule. Times are set once dates are fixed.