Italy with the motorbike, part 4

May 16, 2012

We drove on towards Lago di Garda, but not on the motorway any longer, which we had already left in Bozen / Bolzano, via Trento, Arco, Nago, Torbole.

Let’s be honest, Lake Garda is over-praised in my eyes. I would prefer Lake Como at any time (I haven’t been to Lake Maggiore yet). But I think we were on the less interesting side of the lake.

This place would have appealed to me …

O.k., I admit, it wasn’t that uninteresting at all! But much nicer on the other bank … Maybe “our” side was too touristy for me.
[Why on earth was I so negative? It looks beautiful!]

Still there were nice little places: Malcesine, Porto, Campo, Castelletto, we ate in a rather kitschy restaurant on the beach, where they served really good food. We took our first break in Castelletto. The restaurant came later.

You can see from the flags that the wind came from the north / north-east. Therefore, it was not very warm in spite of the sun.

View from Castelletto to the other side of the lake.

I’m trying to crawl down into my jacket.


Here are two pictures of the restaurant. Everything was coloured in gold, even the decorations on the tiles and the curtains in the toilet.

One had a nice view.

Our way continued via Lazise (here we left Lake Garda), Valeggio sul Mincio, Marengo, Goito, Gazoldo degli Ippoliti, Marcaria.

Our GPS led us from Cesole to Dosolo on the dike along the Po, from where we had a breathtaking view. I was so blown away that I forgot to take photos. At first we weren’t sure if we were allowed to drive there, but then we met a few cars up there, so it seemed to be legal. In Dosolo we crossed the Po again. We actually wanted to find a hotel, but that turned out to be difficult.

In front of the town on the other side of the river, Guastalla, there was a luxury hotel complex on the right hand side with the problem that it was closed and abandoned. There was another hotel right across the street, but it looked very shabby. We drove further into town but couldn’t make out a single hotel. The population appeared to be mostly Indian or Pakistani. Not that I have anything against them, it just surprised me.

We saw ourselves forced to drive on, via Novellara to a small place called Ponte Vettigano, where we found the Hotel Santo Steffano.


(To be continued)

Italy with the motorbike, part 3 Auer/Oro

In diesem Beitrag findet ihr einige Fotos von der wunderschönen Altstadt Auers/Oros. Wir waren dort fast die einzigen Spaziergänger an dem Tag.

… In this post you will find some photos of the beautiful old town of Auer/Oro. We were almost the only people walking there that day.

Ich hätte absolut nichts dagegen, dort noch einmal hinzufahren! Am nächsten Sonnabend geht es weiter in Richtung Süden … 😉 🙂

… I would not be sorry at all to visit that place again! Next Saturday we will move on southward … 😉 🙂

Italy with the motorbike, part 2


The next day it was beautiful summer weather and we set off for the mountains.

First of all, we looked at the surrounding area, but after the first pass, the pass fever seized us.

We drove over a total of three passes: Passo di Rolle, Passo di Brocon and Passo Manghen. With the last one I was a bit queasy, because the street was very narrow, yes I would call it single-lane, and there was no wall or similar protective measures on the side of the precipice. I’m afraid of heights, but I still can’t stay away from mountains because they are so beautiful. Finding an open restaurant on the way was not so easy, as many establishments were still closed.


I’ll just take you on a motorcycle tour (for nerds 😉 ):

At the little Virgin Mary chapel we had reached the „real“ Dolomites:

It was kind of between two seasons, no more winter sports and not yet summer vacation. Here are some names of the places we came through: Trudno corni, Montagna, Cavalese, Bellamonte, San Martino di Castrozza, Fiera di Primiero, Imer, Canal San Bovo, Castello Tesino, Strigno, Telve (sounds like music).

From the Manghen Pass I have a few pictures from above of the parking lot and a view of the road we were supposed to drive down. There was a ridiculous little fence on the left, and that was it for the rest of the way! Hardly any people drove down there either.

On the way back we could see a dark wall of clouds behind us that seemed to be getting closer and we hurried as best we could. It was still nice in Auer, so we could take a long walk through the town. I’ll show the pictures of it, really many, next time.

(To be continued)