Passo Stalle 2052m

In today’s article we’re going in Radka’s father footsteps. He was a man who loved nature, cycling and hiking and he had put together hundreds of people with the same interest over 20 years of his cycle club Mike. πŸ™‚

Dnesni clanek bude srdcovka. Pujdeme po stopach Radi tatky, milovnika cykloturistiky a Alp, zakladatele cyklo klubu Mike, a autora vyprodane knihy “Jak se jezdi do nebe” Michala Tretiny.



Let’s get out of rainy Fussen!

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Next day was dedicated to cycle trip to Passo Stalle. As I’ve mentioned earlier we’re following some of the places Radka’s dad used to visit. He wrote a book from his favorite Alps and Passo Stalle is mentioned there as one of the most beautiful places!

We had started our trip in Italian Brunico. There is really nice cycle path leading to the main road signed to Passo Stalle.

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The road goes through Antholzer Tal and many many Antholzer villages. πŸ™‚ So far it’s not very hilly, but it’s really hot day so we treat ourselves by dipping in freezing cold water on the way.

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As we go through another village the road gets steeper, but it is still manageable. We reach spectacular Antholzer lake with thoughts that we’re almost there! If only…

The steepest part starts at the end of the lake. It is a one way road and you can go up only between half to 3/4 hour. We’re lucky to arrive there just before the light goes green.

It’s steep and our heavy MTBs are not helping. We take it easy and with respect, it’s our second biggest cycling trip this year.You can check out the first one Garmish-Partenkirchen here

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Passo Stalle sits at the country border of Austria and Italy. You can find a little shed at the top. The first place where you can actually order Italian coffee. One of the best according to Mike.

I’m eating Minestrone soup while thinking of my dad and Tomas is looking forward going down. There is a hiking path leading up from the lake which is by now empty and he’s attempting to downhillride it πŸ™‚

We separate for this bit. I’m taking the road, Tom is delighted with his MTB trail. πŸ™‚ We meet at the lake, soaking up the beautiful nature and this physically demanding trip.

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Unfortunately we cough such a bad rain on the way down so we didn’t need to shower after all πŸ™‚ Brunico was surprisingly dry with no rain (lucky!!!)

Coming up next is Venice! πŸ™‚

Stay cool and read on
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Jeste nez se ale vydame na kolo, navazeme kde jsme naposledy skoncili – ve Fussenu, kde se probudime do poradnyho slejvaku. Kdyz uderi hrom az se zem zatrese, bereme to jako znameni popojet.

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Na vecer uz prseni prestava a nam se podari zastavit nekde neznamo v Rakousku a uzit si svezi prochazku, nasat ten cerstvy vzduch a nadhernou prirodu.

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Po precteni par kapitol z knihy “Jak se jezdi do nebe” vyhlasujeme dalsi den cyklo vyletem podle “Mika” <3. Tata objevil Passo Stalle v roce 1993 a mnohokrat se sem vracel at uz obytnou Avii anebo obytnakem, ktery ted mame my. Jeho nestastna udalost nas inspirovala v mnoha ohledech a ovlivnila ty nejdulezitejsi zivotni rozhodnuti. Pri nasi svatebni ceste se podivame hned na nekolik jeho oblibenych mist. πŸ™‚ ss

Parkujeme s dalsima obytnakama v italskem Brunicu a prijemnou cyklo stezkou si to slapeme do Rasunu v udoli Antholzer Tal. Po prvnim uvodnim kopecku vidime reku a prilezitost se osvezit v super ledovy horsky vode, jo! πŸ™‚

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Stavime v prostrednim Antholzenu pro znamky na pohledy, ktery jsme samozrejme zapomneli poslat πŸ™‚ a odsud uz zacina prituhovat.

Doted jsme nepotkali zadny cyklisty, bodet, oni uz vsichni funej v kopci a my jim na zada. Podari se nam dojet skupinku rakouskych veteranu a popovidat s nima na zastavce pod stromem, kde se vsichni chladi a doplnuji energii.

U jezera Antoholzer se nachazi zaslouzena rovinka a vyhled na hory, ale taky semafor, ktery diriguje, kdo zrovna muze jet kterym smerem. Silnice na sedlo je totiz jednosmerna. Od pul do trictvrte muzete jet na horu a dolu naopak pouze mezi celou a ctvrt.

O semaforu jsme vedeli, ale cas nijak neresili a dorazili jsme presne jak jsme meli, par minut pred zelenou! πŸ™‚ Odsud uz nepomahaji ani moje hlasity vykriky “kopci lehni” a Tomova mp3ka s jeho nejoblibenejsi hudbou, je to nejprudsi cast, ale uz je to fakt kousek!

Jde to ztuha, ale nenechame se vyladit z miry tim, ze uz nahore poustili auta zatimco my se stale hrabeme nahoru a naopak vitame pauzy a sbirame sily na dojezd. Vzdyt je to po Garmisch Partenkirchen nas druhy narocnejsi cyklo vylet v tomto roce.

Nahore se nachazi hranice Italie a Rakouska a drevena bouda prezdivana “u Itala”. Tohle je prvni misto (kdyz jedete z Rakouska), kde si muzete objednat italsky kafe od pravyho itala a dle taty je jedno z nej. Potvrzuje nam to nase znama rakouska skupinka, ktera sedi na terase s kavou a zbesile na nas mava πŸ™‚ Kdyz se priblizim bliz, uz mi vsichni hrde hlasi jejich casy vyslapu a to nam dole rikali, ze nahoru ani nepojedou πŸ™‚

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Ja si davam polivku Minestrone, hledim do krajiny a vzpominam na tatu a Tomino vydechuje a tesi se na poradnej MTB sjezd. Mimo silnici nahoru vede totiz i pesi stezka od jezera, kde uz vecer nikdo nechodi a je uplne jak delana pro sjezdare.

Na chvilku se rozdelime, ja jedu napred po silnici, Tom podelnou stezkou. Po par minutach zdesene na posledni chvili uhnu autu, ktery jede na cervenou nahoru. Nema smyls komentovat, ze za volantem sedel prave ten ital z boudy.

Dole u jezera se na chvili zastavime a douzivavame dojmy z krasny prirody a nasich vykonu, Tom jeste dlouze chrochta ze zaslouzeneho sjezdu a vyrazime dom k Mannymu na parkoviste.

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Cestou nas chytne poradnej chcanec a kroupy. Chvili tomu vzdorujeme, ale pak se tim nechame pohltit, uzivame si to mokri skrz naskrz, kricime, smejeme se, boty cvachtaci a my jsme naprosto vysmati a spokojeni πŸ™‚ Kdyz dojedeme do Brunicu zjistime, ze na Mannyho nepadla ani kapka! πŸ™‚
Dalsi den prijizdime k Benatkach o kterych si povime zase priste.

Ahoooj!

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