The wettest day of our adventure started with an inconspicuous drizzle in the morning, which slowly increased to a thunderstorm when passing through Udine, desperately trying to follow the routing indication on smartphone and Garmin watch. By the time we reached Palmanova, we were thorougly wet. But when we had showered, changed into dry clothes,…

On day 4 the weather was fine once again as we had proceeded far enough to the South, reaching the Italian border in the evening. Thanks to the Schengen treaty, nobody bothered with border control in any form. The morning had begun with fetching the bikes from the hotel’s bike garage, matchingly equipped with a…