|In honour of Luxembourg rider Charly Gaul,|
who in the 1956 Giro d' Italia, ploughed through
the snow up Monte Bondone to win by more
than eight minutes.
Somewhat frustrated, yet satisfied with at least climbing half-way up the mountain, I decided to return all the way back to Trento and take instead, the SP90, which involved a 40-kilometre ride through the Lagarina Valley. Picturesque, slightly downhill and more direct, I could have had a lot worse to look forward to.
Approximately 10 kilometres down the road from Trento, is the village of Aldeno. Had my day gone to plan, I most likely would have already passed through here on my descent down the mountain. Only mid-afternoon, this was to be my third and final opportunity to reach Bondone’s summit.
I guess at this point, you might be thinking, why in the hell bother? I know some part of me did. But if you think something is worth it in the beginning, no matter how trivial or hare-brained it might seem, there can be a lot gained by seeing it through to the end. You may not get a second chance. Anyway, that’s how I felt at the time, and nearly two months later, I haven’t changed my mind.