Monday
Jun262023

Allora! Biking and hiking in Italy (part three, Cinque Terre)

Riomaggiore, Cinque Terre

Our hotel host met us at the train station in Vernazza late in the afternoon. After a rather long day of train riding, we were tired and happy to be escorted to our apartment so we could rest for hiking the next two days. We found our apartment (recommended by Rick Steves) to be a comfortable place with large windows overlooking the town’s main square and swimming beach. (And only up a 40 step climb from street level.) A long set of recommendations and advice from Christian, the apartment owner, a nice meal at one of the restaurants on the plaza, then an early beditime. Oh, restaurants in the region don’t open until seven.

View from our Vernazza apartment

My sense of Cinque Terre before actually spending time there was that it was a somewhat remote area, visited primarily by hikers. I could not have been more mistaken. As or more crowded than Venice, the small streets and alleys were again mobbed with tourists. Yes, the picturesque towns were indeed beautiful with their snug, brightly colored, multi-story houses climbing steep hillsides. The coast and beaches were lovely. The hiking paths, scenic. As my son informed me after seeing our photos, Disney's animated film Luca is set near here.

Vernazza from the trail to Montorosso

But I was amazed by these five small towns’ popularity with beach goers. And those tourists, I guess, who did not find enough fridge magnets in Venice that they needed to look for them here, a World Heritage Site on the Ligurian Sea. Early mornings and evenings were less busy, and other than having to wait a bit for one’s turn to get a gelato, the crush wasn't much of a bother. 

Stone steps. Lots and lots of stone steps.

We had two full days in Cinque Terre, and as avid hikers, we decided to make the most of them. On the first day we hiked from our base in Vernazza north to the next village of Monterosso. Heck, an easy two miles each way, according to the guide book. We left early, planning to eat breakfast in Monterosso. We purchased our Cinque Terre cards that were required to use the trails, but also covered train and bus fares as well as entrance to public toilets (of which, I swear, there are only about three in the entire country).

Stone bridge and terraces

As it turned out, our easy four mile hike turned into a rather challenging seven mile hike. The villages are set along the coast but the trail wanders up high on the coastal hills, never remaining flat for more than a few hundred steps at a time. Most of the hike was either challenging stone step climbing or knee stressing stepping down. And the steps we climbed up on the way to Monterosso, we got to climb down on the way back to Vernazza.

Groves of lemons, grapes, and other fruits

The trails, landscape, and views, however, were worth the effort. Long ago terraced, the trails were stone with stone retaining walls and stone bridges over small creeks. The ocean views were incredible. And of course the views of the villages were iconic. Groves of fruit trees and small farmsteads still abound in this national park. 

Much of Cinque Terre is still farmed - as it has been for thousands of years

I found Monterosso less charming. Lots of beach goers and more modern, we walked the street along the coast to the far northern end where the remains of the statue of a giant guards the entrance to a private enclave. After a light breakfast, we headed back, knowing the challenge we faced.  A shower, a nap, and a takeout meal in the apartment ended the day.

The sea is nearly always visible from the costal trails

We still hiked on the second day, starting after an early breakfast. While a more modest hike, the path from Vernazza south to Corniglia was still three miles of ups and downs. Again, great views. Happily, Corniglia is the only village of the five that does not sit at sea level, but clings to hills above the coast. After a midmorning coffee stop, we set off to find the train station.

The Giant looks over the beach in Monterosso

The train station was on the coast, so we found ourselves on the 395 steps needed to reach it. Thankfully going down. There are regular trains that run through each of the towns so we used those to reach Manarola and Riomaggiore, the two southernmost towns of the Cinque Terre. (GoogleMaps, BTW, is great for figuring out public transit.) The coastal trails between these towns have been closed for years due to landslides. Manarola and Riomaggiore were again, quite pretty, and we enjoyed our short stays in them, but by midafternoon we were back on the train headed to Vernazza.

Vernazza from the trail to Corniglia

Our final full day in Italy was spent on trains crossing the country back to Venice. Rather uneventful. We had a hotel room close to the airport and got a 4am shuttle in order to catch our 6am flight to Minneapolis via Amsterdam. Despite long check-in lines and some rather short connection times, our travels went smoothly. No mis-bookings of hotel rooms. Good weather. No serious injuries or illness. The travel gods were smiling. It was a good trip.

Oh, I did lose one sock and a waterbottle. I guess it wasn't perfect.

Street view of Vernazza

More photos from the trip can be found here:

Monday
Jun262023

Allora! Biking and hiking in Italy (part two, boat and bike)

Aging farm houses dot the Po River valley landscape

The Ave Maria barge accommodates about 30 passengers. Small, even for river cruise ships. There was a spacious dining room, large top deck, and storage space for bicycles. Our small cabin was on the main floor. Bathroom en suite, two single beds, and lots of cupboard/shelving space. Two window and good wifi. 

The Ave Maria 30 passenger "barge"

The seven night trip was similar to the four boat/bike trips I’d done before. Well-prepared meals of modest proportions served each evening. This trip featured local cuisine and some vegetarian meals for all. Breakfasts were buffets, including bread, sliced meats and cheese from which one was expected to make sandwiches for lunch on the road. Liquor was self-serve on the honor system. Snacks and juice were served each afternoon on return from the bike ride. 


Preparing for a day of biking

The other passengers (average age 65-70) were a friendly bunch. Larger groups of Norwegians and Swedes, plus a sprinkling of Brits, Canadians, Aussies, and two other Americans. There was a small crew of six - two guides, two cooks, a captain, and a mechanic. They all performed multiple duties such as serving food and getting bikes off and on the ship. Mikela, who grew up near where we biked, and Helmut, from Germany, were our tour leaders. Mikela the lead; Helmut the sweep. Any announcement for the group was prefaced with “Allora!” loudly proclaimed by Mikela. While both seemed somewhat brusk at the beginning of the trip, they were both knowledgeable, friendly, and helpful every day. Hey, you try herding 28 old people on bikes through Italian towns, cities, and countrysides, you may need to be a bit forceful as well!

Lido beaches

Mikela often reassured the group after describing a rather confusing set of directions by saying “Easy, peasy.” An Italian saying? I don’t know what a peasy is.

Canal on Ferraza

We had a short guided tour of Venice and a free afternoon the first day of the trip, but for the next five days we biked between 20 and 35 miles. After a visit to a glass blower on Murano Island, we disembarked on Lido and biked-up on the long strip of the island. Past famous hotels, packed beaches on busy streets, we finally arrived via ferry at Chioggia where we found the ship docked.

Bike path on a dike along the Po River

The next three days were spent primarily on bike paths along canal embankments along the Po River, through amazing farmlands and small towns. It was flat. Probably the flattest bike ride I’d ever been on, and didn’t take my ebike out of “eco” mode for 95% of the trip. About half the bikers had ebikes this trip.


Our starter course on board the Ave Maria

The old crumbling farm buildings, the groves of fruit trees, and the small town bell towers were picturesque and charming. Large fields of poplar trees for flood abatement were common.  One the fourth day we toured a cheese factory where large rounds of cheese sell for thousands of dollars and a museum of amusement park rides. Our last full day we spent in Mantua, biking the nearby countryside in the morning and taking a guided tour in the afternoon. (And running our laundry to the cleaners.) 

Old building near Mantua

Our final morning had us packed and off the boat, walking across town to the train station, and catching the first of three trains, winding up in Vernazza, Cinque Terre.

 

Say "cheese"

Boat-bike trips are probably my favorite way to vacation. Once at the boat, one can let anxiety and planning go. You are housed. You are fed. You are guided. You see new places at ground level, upclose, and slowly. And you get some exercise in the bargain.

On the trail

 

Placemat showing our biking route

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Thursday
Jun222023

Allora! Hiking and biking in Italy - part 1, Venice

Allora: often used at the beginning of a sentence in order to begin a speech, because it helps us to get more time to think better about what to say! https://learnamo.com/en/allora-all-meanings-and-uses-in-italian/

View from our room in Hotel Marte

It’s tough to take original pictures in a place as iconic as Italy. We’ve watched James Bond and Indiana Jones speed through the Venetian canals. The old cathedrals of rural Italy decorate spaghetti sauce jars. And the iconic villages of the Cinque Terre are the setting for the latest Disney animated feature.

To see Italy today is to see the Italy of your imagination - but coated with tourists.

San Marco Piazza in the early morning

My friend Heidi and I are back from a two-week sojourn that took us from Venice to Mantua to Cinque Terre, exploring by bike and by hiking boot this ancient land. The area became my vacation destination of choice after two boat-bike guides in the Netherlands said the boat-bike trip out of Venice was their favorite. This post and the two following it will be my way of helping me to remember a few details from the trip and share some of my favorite pictures.

A view from the top of the German market

June, I knew, was not the ideal time to go. Venice is rated as one of the top tourist destinations in the world and the pandemic created a backlog of travel desires this year. But it was the time both Heidi and I could go and when the boat-bike company had tour openings. So I was prepared for the crush of tourists, high prices, and crowded planes and trains. I was not surprised - but all went well.

Seagulls rule everywhere

Our plane landed on time about noon at the Marco Polo airport and we took a waterbus from the airport to a stop on the main island of Venice (the one shaped like a fish and intersected by the Grand Canal). From the stop it was a 10 minute walk along a canal and over a bridge to our hotel.

Italian food was not hard to find.

We spent that afternoon getting checked into the Hotel Marte, located about a 30 minute walk to the Piazza San Marco, center of the town. The hotel was more expensive than I usually like to pay, but I wanted a room that overlooked a canal. Hey, just how many times in one’s life does stay in Venice? With a print map supplied by a friendly desk clerk, Rick Steve’s book on the town, and GoogleMaps on phones with local SIM cards, off we went…

All commerce is by boat or pushcart - no cars, no bikes

The next three days we basically spent following Steves's recommended walking tours. Early mornings (before 8am) were our favorite times to explore - cooler temps and few tourists. We poked our noses in churches and cathedrals, shops, and visited the Peggy Guggenheim Modern Art Museum. We did not get inside Saint Mark's Basilica or the Doge's Palace - the lines were incredibly long.  But we did take the obligatory gondola ride, sitting in the “love seat” while being poled through small canals that, if dry, would be called alleys. Sort of hokey, but fun too.

Gondolas are ubiquitous

The giant cruise ships that carry thousands of passengers have been banned from docking on the main island of Venice. How the place would have ever handled a few thousand more tourists, I can’t imagine. The place during late morning and afternoon was still packed. Lots of gelato being sold and huge numbers of souvenir shops, all seeming to carry the same fridge magnets. There were some very cool mask shops, however.

Rialto Bridge and waterbus

The old city is comprised of alleys and GoogleMaps seemed to know and use them all extensively. Between the alleys, canal crossings, and deadends, I don’t know how anyone ever found their way around before smart phones. Some larger streets had directions to major landmarks painted on building walls at intersections, but I learned graffiti artists love to change the direction of the arrows. Pigeons and seagulls were everywhere, with seagulls often peering in windows and doorways and perching atop statues, and pigeons hopping beneath cafe tables waiting for crumbs. Probably not real sanitary, but kind of charming.

 

Gondola ride

I don’t know if our time in Venice was any better or worse than the average traveler’s, but it was pleasant. Food was priced about the same as in the US and there always seemed to be tables at the small cafes where we dined. (We eat early.) On Saturday, we packed our bags and made our way to the landing area on the nearby Giudecca Island for the small cruise ship that would be our home for the next week.

A maze of canals

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