Mezzolombardo is the city of wine...and we have been surrounded by Pinot Grigio and Terolego vineyards. The bike path winds around the rows of grapes which are trained in a sort of Y formation on the trellis.
We had a short day of riding...just 32 miles and whoa...we got rained on...about a dozen drops. ;). We arrived in Trento before noon and had the pleasure of touring the Castelli Bounsiglio. Tiziana was able to get us complimentary tickets and we could add a tour of the frescoes, which we did. The castle was constructed in the 13th century and home to several bishop-princes, notably George of Leichenstein. The frescoes were fascinating, painted by an unknown artist, probably Bohemian. In the frescoes, the nobles were larger in perspective than the peasants, and oftentimes, the scenes between the two groups were separated by a depiction of something like a fence, or bridge, or wall. There were 11 frescoes, one for each month of the year...only March was missing, lost in a fire. No apologies for the number of pictures here...we found scenes worthy around every bend, down every hallway.
We pressed on towards Brancolino and even with 4 or 5 miles of hard packed gravel south of Trento we would tell you we love this bike path. It reminds me of the Katy Trail in Missouri or the C&O Canal Path between Cumberland, Maryland and Washington D.C. We had no trouble finding Javed's place and have happily showered and had dinner. Patty had a Spritz for lunch...I had one for dinner. They are an aperitif that Italians love made from Prosecco, a liqueur called Aperol, soda water, and then garnished with a slice of orange. It doesn't hurt that they also fill the glass with ice. Man, I miss ice. We have watched Italians order these wonderful wood fired pizzas and consume an entire pizza. And tonight, I had no problem doing that as well.
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