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After getting experiences on five cycletours in Slovakia and two in Austria and Slovenia in july 2000 I was ready to bike on my most serious tour in my life...

From the snowy mountains to the sandy beach (2000)

Gyorgyigabor
2004-02-05 19:55:23

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was going in a thin but deep valley. I enjoyed the stream and the nature between the steep rockwalls. Not only a passroad but a valley can be nice too. On the climb of the 1369m high Cereda-pass I could take pleasure in the picture of the mountains which character was other than the mountains before. These mountains were a little bit southern type for me. Pushing the pedals the deciduous forests were changed for fir tree forests. More and more dark clouds were arriving to and staying above the rocks of the Pale di San Martino. After rolling down from the pass to the 750m high situated Fiera di Primiero the 22 km long ascent of the 1970m high Rolle pass waited for me. In some sites (for example tour reports in the site, Trento Bike Pages or some sentences and photos of the site, Virtual Alps) I’d read that this climb would be not too steep, but continuous and monotonous. It was true on the halfway to San Martino di Castrozza, because there was not too much view out from the forest. But if there was, that would be fantastic view to the high rockwalls of the Pale di San Martino, but unfortunately there were clouds around it. I had to be afraid of some rain, but I didn’t have other opportunity, than climbing and than rolling down home. In the holiday-resort San Martino di Castrozza there were a lot of beautiful – and some luxurious - hotels, restaurants, shops with nice lights. It seemed to be a nice village. The second part of the passroad was more interesting than the first, because of the less forests, more views and the nearness of the summit. The mountainside was pleasant; I also enjoyed the hainpin-bends. Fortunately the rain started to fall not too much time after when I was already cycling in the last almost flat kilometer. After I hurried under the eaves of a house I realised how the clouds were coming lower and lower until the time when I could see only the first 150m of the rocks. With the voices of the thunders it was a little bit frightening to be so ...