Running on Empty
It’s ten o’clock the clouds are still hanging low over the valley. I set off on my racing bike.
Two kilometres alongside the river, back to the village. Through the small market place.
This is where the climb starts. The plan: a 32km continuous uphill ride with two mountain passes, and ending at a ski resort. Yvonne, travelling by car, will meet me and we will either have lunch on a terrace with a good view, or a picnic somewhere on the mountain side, before I ride back to our campsite.