Italian Bicycle Tour 28th-May-2010

Garry McGivern’s Italian bicycle tour, Friday 28th-May-2010 North of Cariati to Catanzaro Lido. 85 Miles. I’m still exactly sure where I camped last night. But the first town I came across this morning with a name was Cariati. It rained in the night, which is the first bit of rain I’ve had since being in Italy. It wasn’t heavy but did go on for most of the night, and it was still raining when I got up at five o’clock.

Bike tent tree
My campsite for the night

I saw some more prostitutes today. Business must have been a bit slow for them. They were all taking pictures of me as I rode past. Perhaps I should have charged them!

Yesterday

I forgot to mention what happened yesterday, which at the time wasn’t worth mentioning. I was in a small shop getting my daily supplies and was having a laugh and joke with the lady behind the counter. Not that we understood each other, but I think she asked me where I was going. “to Sicily, home of the Mafia,” I said. That was it. Her smiles and friendly gestures disappeared! And I was quickly served and ushered out of the shop, with the door slamming behind me!

The Mafia, known as the “ndrangheta” in this part of Italy, are “allegedly” still around and have a lot of influence, so I read last night, which might explain what happened yesterday! I thought it was a bit odd at the time and never gave it another thought. But after reading my Lonely Planet guide tonight, I can perhaps see why I got the reaction I did. Maybe it’s not “allegedly”, and it’s true!? I hope I don’t wake up next to a horse’s head!

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Italian Bicycle Tour 27th-May-2010

Garry McGivern’s Italian bicycle tour, Thursday 27th-May-2010 Metaponto to I haven’t got a clue! But it was 88 miles. I wasn’t really expecting to stop just yet. But when this campsite popped up, I thought, why not. And I didn’t get a receipt when I paid for my pitch. That’s how I usually find out where I spend the night!

There was a bit of a chill in the air first thing this morning. It was cool enough for me to have to put my fleece on. Although it soon warmed up, and I was back down to a t-shirt. It was also very damp this morning, so my clothes were still wet. I couldn’t pack my clothes away wet, so I distributed them around the bike. Unfortunately, I didn’t have anywhere to put my pants, so I put them on my head! To dry as I cycled along.

Man in sunglasses
Nice hat!
Watch Out For The Bugs

Today’s ride has been mainly on dual carriageways. And looking at the map, I think it might be the same for the next couple of days. As I cycled along today, there’s been a range of snow-capped mountains, which looked pretty spectacular. And as long as the mountains stay over there and not in front of me, everything will be fine.

It was a good decision to stop when I did. Tonight’s campsite has only cost me five euros. I’ve got the place to myself, there’s nobody else here, and it’s right on the seafront. Although being on the seafront turned out not to be so good. After eating supper and clearing up, I went to look at the sea. But whilst I was on the beach, something started to attack me. I haven’t got a clue what it was. But it was about the size of a bee and made a low buzzing noise. Needless to say, I made a hasty exit and returned to the safety of my tent.

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Italian Bicycle Tour 26th-May-2010

Garry McGivern’s Italian bicycle tour, Wednesday 26th-May-2010 Monopoli to Metaponto. 77 miles. It’s not been a good day, with things going awry right at the beginning of the day. When I left the hotel this morning, I thought I’d be clever. And instead of going back the way I’d come into town last night, to find my road. I thought I’d go my way to find the road, thinking it would be a shortcut and I wouldn’t be going back on myself. Some shortcut that was what took fifteen minutes to cycle yesterday took over an hour this morning. That just about set the tone for the rest of the day.

Man bike tree
Resting in the shade of a tree

Once I’d found my way back to the right road. I then spent the next four hours trudging uphill. Then once I’d reached the top, I was enjoying the fruits of my efforts, freewheeling downhill. I took a wrong turn and had to turn around and cycle back up the hill. But thankfully, not as far this time. But it was still an unnecessary climb, something I could have done without having to do. I can’t say that it was entirely my fault. Some of the names on the signs are very similar. And unless you look properly, it’s easy to follow the wrong sign and end up in the wrong place. Well, that’s my excuse, and I’m sticking to it.

Glad The Day’s Over

Many of today’s problems stem from partaking in a little too much of the local vino last night. I knew I shouldn’t have had that third carafe! It doesn’t matter now as I’ve found a campsite again tonight. So there’ll be no vino, just beer! Hopefully, tomorrow will be a lot better.

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Portuguese Bike Ride 20th-August-2009

Garry McGivern’s Portuguese bike ride, Thursday 20th-August-2009 Ribadeo to Santander. 12 Miles. I spent much of last night trying to find a way of getting to Bilbao so I could catch that ferry! After missing my train yesterday, and consequently my ferry home from Santander. And after a few hours of looking at train routes and timetables, I think I may have found a way. It’s not as easy as you think. A lot of trains don’t allow bikes on them. But with a combination of tourist trains and cycling, I should be able to reach Bilbao on Friday. Well, that was the plan!

Old building with turret
Lovely old building in Rabadeo

My first train today was a three and half hour journey from Ribadeo to Oviedo. Then from Oviedo, I had a five-hour train ride on the old narrow gauge railway to Santander. It’s the tourist train that stops at every single station. Hence the five-hour train ride.

I arrived in Santander on time at 8.20 this evening, ready for my sixty-mile overnight bike ride to Bilbao. For some strange reason, just before leaving Santander, I decided to phone ahead just to make sure that there was space on the ferry. And just as well I did, they’d changed the ferry timetable in the last week or so, and the ferry had left today! But the good news is there’s now a ferry from Bilbao on Sunday! If I’d only known all this yesterday, it would have saved me a lot of stress!

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