Sid and Doris Bonkers and their Epic Journeys
"Everybody is normal until you get to know them"
In which Sid and Doris drop a lot of height, enjoy a long honest climb to a Hotel de la Poste in earth quake land. The Appenines crossing goes on.Getting across the Appenines will take a few days of determined cycling. This is not the holiday riding we are promising ourselves. Soon, though. Breakfast was comically unsuited to cyclists. The…
Read moreIn which Sid and Doris use old railways to make progress up the Adriatic coast, passing fishing platforms and old battle sites before climbing to a faded grand hotel.It is Saturday morning and very quickly we are passed by a Wiry Old Gent on a thin bike. This is good news, all day the traffic is sharing with cyclists. We…
Read moreIn which Sid and Doris whoosh away from the hotel, elect for country roads, visit a necropolis and see the quarry where the marble comes from. Today’s mission was 102km and only 427m of climb. For the first ten minutes we climbed to the top of the village, then turned left and dropped all the height we had gained to…
Read moreIn which Sid and Doris plan to make a new plan later, passing the day with animatronic dinosaurs and quite a lot of eatingToday is a day of planning. After admiring the monumental (and pointless, because we are just going straight back down tomorrow) view, our first attempt was to work up a route over the Appenines to the Mediterranean…
Read moreIn which Sid and Doris ride with flamingoes, lunch in a holiday camp, ride across a mighty hot plain then up a mighty hillclimb to reach a resort hotel with no swimming pool.This felt like hard day at 87 kilometres and 781 metres of climb, approx 80 k of flat and all the climb packed into the last 7k. From…
Read moreIn which Sid and Doris maintain their long held dislike of Bari, cross Dog Turd Traverse but later cheer up with spaghetti in a pretty town square. We look out of our (expensively-windowed) cabin to see rain falling and lightning flashing. We cannot hear the thunder. It is still raining as we get off the ferry. Bari in general has…
Read moreIn which Sid and Doris find the next port and ferry, leaving Greece for Italy.Our last day in Greece starts fabulously well with cyclists’ breakfast of egg, local cream yoghurt, host’s mother’s marmalade, a croque Monsieur, toasts, orange juice, coffee by the pool. Seems a shame to leave. But we do find our way back to the old coast road….
Read moreIn which Sid and Doris have a fab day with a generous baker, visit a Christening and see the railway that bankrupted Greece.Maybe we should have looked harder for the small delights in Corinth but Via Michelin probably has it right. There is a good view up the road to the mountains as we leave to find the coast road…
Read moreIn which Sid and Doris benefit from Saturday traffic negotiating Piraeus and the commuter ferries. The Lesbos to Piraeus ferry was punctual both leaving and arriving. So at 8.30 we were chased off. We found the Poros ferry after a good tour of Piraeus port with advice from both innocent and guilty bystanders (you’ve arrived at gate 2 but it…
Read moreIn which Sid and Doris ride over the hills to Mytilini, buy ferry tickets and check into a hotel for a few hours before the ferry leavesLeaving early meant getting in Quaker Granola for breakfast in our room as no cafe is open before 9.00am. According to the nutritional info on the packet we had 3.5 portions each, that’s cycling…
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