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A snapshot of Austria (and a travel tip).

After spending two nights in Bormio I’m on the road again. I ride once more the eighty six bends of the Stelvio pass and, then, a few more kilometres along Italian lands take me to Austria, a country which soon … Continue reading

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Passo dello Stelvio.

Just by chance, not knowing anything about the region nor having ever heard about Stelvio, this has turned out to be a true “biker” stage in my trip, along a route -from Cernobbio to Bormio- frequented by thousands of motorcyclers … Continue reading

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Journey to nowhere. Storm.

The sky is threatening rain since noon, and I can’t blame anyone but myself for the soaking. But let’s not go ahead of time. I depart from Chiomonte (where I’ve stayed overnight) without any hurry for leaving behind the Piedmont, … Continue reading

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The great fortress.

When Napoleon occupied Cherasco, after several defeats upon the Piedmontese, one of his conditions for granting them the armistice was the demolition of the Exilles fortress, an impregnable emplacement too dangerous to be left on foot. It is said that its … Continue reading

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The last of France.

Vaison-la-Romaine, where I spent the last night, puts an end to the lowlands I’ve had to cross: the easternmost side of the Roussilion. Thence, and heading to the rising sun, the ground gets slowly higher in altitude, starts rippling again … Continue reading

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Lost in wilderness.

Let me say in advance that this “lost” is a figure of speech, mainly to make the title look more attractive; a bait, so to say. Yet some of it is true. As I was saying in the previous chapter, … Continue reading

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Devil's Bridge.

The idea that my head had more or less been giving shape during the previous days was to reach Italy through the Alps trying to avoid when possible the busy Mediterranea seashore; actually, trying to cross when possible the less … Continue reading

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Feeling the contrasts.

For exiting Andorra to France there aren’t many choices: Pas de la Casa; so, this time, I took the pleasure of enjoying the lack of freedom (and please don’t come and tell me that freedom is not a burden). Well, … Continue reading

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