From Bad Endbach to Asolo Bicycle Solo Tour 2016 May 7th to 15th
Wednesday, 11th May (Day 5)
Breakfast was a lonely affair. Either I was very early or damned late! Somehow I’m not so good at navigating in the mornings, so it seems. This time a mix of signs around Schongau and urgency of heading south put me on the ‘long’ trail. There is never a ‘wrong’ trail. In Peiting the navigation fun continued, but I quickly recovered the situation. Following the signs to Garmisch-Partenkirchen was like the proverbial dangling carrot for the donkey. It also meant a lot of climbing. I was entering the Alps. I stopped for a well deserved lunch and chose Curry Wurst & Chips. I had one concern and it was how to get down into Innsbruck. The 3.5 km downhill section of road has a ban for bicycles. I cycled past three signs informing of the ban, but somehow I wanted to see the sign for myself. Finally, it was there, on a solitary post. Confirmation that I needed to find another way. I went into the nearest village, but soon discovered all the streets were dead-enders. After all, this village was on a cliff. I asked a man walking his dog and he laughed. He wouldn’t risk going down, in case the police were there. He said, ‘go back the 4 km’s and go via Telfs’. He added, it doesn’t matter – it’s extra kilometres for you. So I did just that with pleasure, even though it was an uphill climb. The ride down into Telfs was fast. I had a top speed of 77 km an hour. Pity it lasted only a few minutes. After the descent I came alongside an older cyclist and talked to him for a bit. Again he was surprised about my trip and the fact I had a backpack on a road racer.
The national road into Innsbruck is a familiar one to me. I’ve been driving on it since 2001. So on this occasion it was with a smile as I merged from the road onto the obligatory cycleway. I went past the airport and into town. It was afternoon rush hour, so I was stuck at times in traffic at the lights. Slowly but surely I made my way through and then finally started the ascent to Brenner. It is a nice, narrow and windy way. I was getting close to finding a place to stay after 165 km in the saddle for the day and 715 km in five days. I found a really nice hotel again, at a reasonable price. I missed the Giro stage on TV by a few minutes, but hey, I was 15 km’s from Italy. That was worth the push. Went in the sauna and then to dinner. The weather forecast for the next two days wasn’t good at all. It was windy outside so it could deliver anything in the morning, even snow!
((MotD)) Racing down into Telfs. Curry Wurst & Chips.