While others rest
As is becoming somewhat of a tradition on Beardy's Caravan, rest day 1 offered little in the way of rest. Instead, it was again a chance to burn off some excess grissini and birra on the pedals, and explore the local area. The idea is simple enough; we drop a pin on the biggest climb in the area and sweat it out in homage to the riders (who are actually resting), while looking for gratuitous photo opportunities along the way. Today our grand tour-worthy ride was in Palermo, Sicily.
But first, in another Beardy’s Caravan rest day tradition (this one we’re not so fond of) - chores. Namely laundry, groceries, all those miscellaneous tasks we put off on the race days, before, most importantly, lunch. This was crucial. An overnight ferry ride from Sardinia to Palermo, coupled with a fairly decent sleep-in (possibly vino-related) meant we had missed the onboard breakfast and run out of options. Based on the livery of our ferry, I’ll bet it was wonderful.
Our B&B host, Francesco, had been kind enough to let us check in a few hours early. He even poured us a couple of espresso shots to go.
We wandered the old town snapping photos, while waiting for the washing machine to finish.
Cobbles ‘n chaos
Grabbing our bikes, the reality of riding in Sicily set in. From pulling out into the chaos of heavy traffic, weaving between cars that were blowing through red lights, to scooters absolutely everywhere, it was truly mind-blowing. I loved every minute of it!
Today's ride will go down in my book as one of the most memorable. The route took us over Monte Pellegrino, climbing ancient cobbles and looking out over seaside vistas. We then descended back down to the coast, parking up at the local bar for a well-earned birra. There was even a Ferrari parked out the front - perfetto!!