July 19, 2022
Sella Ronda Day Ride.
And a little bit of help.
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Before I begin today's adventure, I must talk about a little incident that occurred during yesterday's ride. If you recall from yesterday, we had a strudel break in Caprille. Although I didn't mention it, because it was so trivial, I noticed that I had a little dried drip of blood on my leg. I scratched at it with my fingernail as flakes of dried blood wafted off into the wind. I thought nothing of it, and we proceeded with our long climb up to Passo Fedaia.
Now. Let's time travel a little bit to the top of Fedaia. We don't have to go into all of the details about the climb again, do we? If you need a refresher, then go back and read yesterday's entry. But, you're missing the big point here, reader. Just stick with me.
So. We've arrived at the top and there's that spot of blood again. I scratch at it, and pick off what I thought was a thorn, or some burr that I picked up along the way. When I picked it out, I placed the invader on the bench I was seated on, and was distracted by the blood now dripping down my leg. Sue looked down and noticed that it was moving. It was a tick! Gack! I @%*&'n hate ticks. And, it had been feeding on me for the past few hours, which is even more unsettling. Any animal that burrows it's head into your skin is downright creepy, and no friend of mine. I consider myself a friend of the animal kingdom, but burrowing skin creatures is where I draw the line. I recalled stretching earlier in the day on some grass, and I thought I may have picked up the creepy hitchhiker then.
Sue, who is usually always the consoling and compassionate one adds right after this experience: "God. I hope you don't get Lyme Disease." Yeah. Very helpful, Sue. Too bad I didn't get a picture of the creepy little bugger before I crushed him with my cycling shoe. But, of course, I will take the necessary precautions and monitor the area for the tell-tale ring signs around the wound and any noticeable fatigue.
Many of you might think, it's just a tick. But, like I said. I hate ticks.
So, on to today's ride. This was another solo adventure, as Sue decided to go for a hike, and I was somehow compelled to ride the Sella Ronda; a route which I had planned on doing months ago. I hummed and hawed this morning about actually following through with this ride, but I am a compulsive kind of guy, so I went for it. After travelling all this way, there was no way I was going miss the opportunity to ride the Sella Ronda. However, there was one caveat to this plan. After some researching last night, I discovered that I could take the gondola up to 1900m, which would save me about 500m of climbing. So, another 'gondola assist' saves the day.
For those of you who are unfamiliar with the Sella Ronda, let me provide you with a little context. It is an infamous cycling route that circumnavigates Piz Boe mountain. Along the route, you climb over four mountain passes: Passo Pordoi, Passo di Campolongo, Passo di Gardena, and Passo di Sella; for a total elevation gain of 1691m. Click on the blue Sella Ronda if you want to find out more about this route. This route is certainly on the bucket list of many road riders on the planet.
Consider this another photo montage, and I'll let the captions tell the story.
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I stopped for a quick break in Arabba to fill my water bottle at the town fountain. It's one of those wonderful things about travelling in this region. Every town, has it's own public water source where people gather to splash their faces to cool off, or cup their hands to take a slurp, or wash dirty children's hands after eating gelato. It's always a wonderful gathering place and reinforces the importance of clean drinking water that is common to all of us. I'm sorry I did not get a picture of it this time, but I promise I will in the coming days ahead.
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This region of the Italian Dolomites is very distinct for its Ladin culture and language. Not Latin. But, Ladin. For the past few days we have been seeing the distinctive unofficial Ladin flag of horizontal blue, white and green stripes symbolizing Ladinia's forests, the snow-covered peaks, and the blue sky above.
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Today's ride: 56 km (35 miles)
Total: 444 km (276 miles)
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