Within a couple of miles we were on to deserted roads through the vineyards, it was completely different from the thoosan's of folk stoating around the streets of Malcesine yesterday.
The cycle paths were much quieter than further up river near Trento but still of fantastic quality and really reminded you of just how bad our efforts are back home, especially that crappy strip of gravel alongside the A9 over Drumochter.
It got really hot this afternoon, about 33 degrees, which we started to feel on the steep wee climb up to Rivoli Veronese where we hit our first navigational difficulties of the trip (we've been remarkably good so far this year) but after a bit of faffing around and a couple of extra miles we eventually found a really nice quiet track down to Garda for a well earned beer and a very much needed swim in the lake.
We noticed last night in Riva that some families have found the ideal way to go cycling with their kids, they just get big brother to tow wee sister.





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