Day 8. To Cortemilia, in the mountains.

Rode with the Maui Mafia for a while. They are a group of guys from Maui who have ridden together for decades. They are in their 70s and ride hard and fast. Then I stop for a photo, and whoosh… they’re gone.

I carried on, heading up into small towns and past ruined bridges. These dignified trees have been trimmed so that they look like tutus.

In Milesimo, a ruined bridge crossing the river.