June 5, Grigno to Bolzano, via Trento

There is a some gentle climbing heading west out of Grigno until the mountains spread apart and a wider valley collects the waters that create the Brenta River. From there we would coast downhill into Trento. That was the plan anyway, at least Volker thought so. But in his quest to find ever more interesting, lightly traveled bike routes, we would manage to find a couple of steep, but thankfully short, ascents. And then, to add to the fun, we descended on a footpath into Trento that was so steep we had to walk our bikes down! I was happy to have disc brakes front and rear helping me to control my heavily loaded bicycle. Ginny claims she wore out her brake pads.

Ginny waters up in Grigno.
Ginny waters up in Grigno.
I think the local tourist bureau pays this guy to tend sheep along the bike paths.
I think the local tourist bureau pays this guy to tend sheep along the bike paths.
We would begin to see lots of club riders. These guys joined us for our mid-morning cuppacino break.
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I hope you don’t mind photos of churches and mountains (there will be more).
The  final "descent" into Trento (we all walked our bikes down, even Tom).
The final “descent” into Trento (we all walked our bikes down, even Tom).
Flat tire #1, Trento. Of course, it's the rear tire.
Flat tire #1, Trento. Of course, it’s the rear tire.
But at least Trento is a scenic place to get a flat tire.
But at least Trento is a scenic place to get a flat tire.
A panoramic image of the piazza in Trento.
A panoramic image of the piazza in Trento.

It was now 2:00 and time for us to take a separate path than. We enjoyed Volker’s company immensely, especially the historical information he provided. Additionally, we would never have found most of the bike paths and small roads that he knew. I shook his hand, thanked him, and he told me he enjoyed my sense of humor, specifically the way I “pulled everyone’s leg”. “I don’t get that in Italy” he said, and “I miss it”. And we would miss him also as we were lost within ten minutes after we parted ways.

But we finally made it out of Trento onto the bike path. Our companion was now the Adage River, which rises in the Alps near the Italian-Austrian border but would be wide and flowing strongly all the way to Bolzano. The bike path was absolutely delightful, rising  imperceptibly, and we had the wind behind us. Thankfully.

We flatted again. Tom and I were perplexed. We are both good tire changers, and we thought we had covered all the bases. We found the leak in the tube  and it was closer to the rim than the tire. The rim tape was in good shape. There was nothing wrong with the tire.  Ginny patched it, we used another tube , and still, 30 minutes later, it flatted again. This time we changed tires, took off the rim tape, inspected it, and put it back on. It still would not hold air. Another tube and we finally made it into Bolzano at 8:00 at night.

Flat tire #2. I did not take photos of flat tires #3 and #4.
Flat tire #2. I did not take photos of flat tires #3 and #4.
On the bike path between Trento and Bolzano.
On the bike path between Trento and Bolzano.
We were grateful that it is still light until 9:00, even 9:30 at night.
We were grateful that it is still light until 9:00, even 9:30 at night.
I hope you are not getting tired of castle photos.
I hope you are not getting tired of castle photos.
Ready for a couple of nights in Bolzano hanging out with Otsi.
Ready for a couple of nights in Bolzano hanging out with Otsi.
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