Huw Kingston leads a tour through Italy, weaving a winding line through the Apennines on singletrack, dirt tracks, gravel roads and a bit of asphalt, with an unexpected dose of fango, before heading north to the Dolomites for a big mountain finisher.
Pete Meffan chronicles his adventures bikepacking the length of the UK on the GB Divide in a four part video series. 60% of the 2000 km is off-road, and there is nearly 30,000 m of climbing. Hard but rewarding.
Dave Mitchell concludes his and Ditte’s extended exploration of the Italian Alps with a history lesson and up-lift indulgence using their non-consecutive three day passes, providing access to Pila Bikeland, Cervino and La Thuile.
The bustling city of Aosta sits in the valley of the same name and is surrounded by monster mountains with quaint villages and farmhouses perched on their rocky slopes. Ditte and I have had a couple of previous sessions exploring the valley’s magnificent trails and so were pretty excited to return last year for an encore.
Beyond St Moritz where all the beautiful people hang out and the bike shops are full of carbon and titanium shiny stuff, a lonely mountain pass (Julierpass) leads to the train-less settlement of Bivio.
Why go biking in Iceland? There are easier (and definitely warmer) places in the world and it's a long way from NZ. In 2014 we were thinking of rekindling our youth with an overseas bike trip in Europe, and then on the spur of the moment opted for Iceland. We had no idea what the cycling was actually like there, and certainly not of the rabbit hole this choice would take us down…
We were ensconced at alpine resort Vulpera, opposite Scuol but on the wrong side of the railway tracks and river. The faded once grand hotels and 80s budget apartments have been left to the vampires, vultures, chain smoking Italian road workers, and us mountain bikers. A bouncy castle, mini golf and kids swimming pool had invaded our front lawn, but an amazing piece of single trail descended from this to the mineral springs and back along the other side of the river into Scuol, bliss.
As we pack, shop and reluctantly bid farewell to Davos, we take a moment to reflect on a marvellous two weeks of riding, before heading for Scuol just 50kms away over the Fluela Pass. We adored Davos for its stunning trails, weather and discount guest pass covering bikes on lifts, trains, boats, buses and planes. Every trail and every day was a revelation. Our trips are studiously marked in sunflower fluoro highlighter on the 'single trail topo' map. A spiderweb of good times, challenges and climbs.