Back in Valle dell'Angelo

I am back in Valle dell’Angelo, Italy, the birthplace of my grandparents, fulfilling a 35 year long dream of exploring the area by bicycle. Over a hundred years ago, my grandparents walked these hills with their sheep and goats before they fled poverty for New York. A lot has stayed the same – goats, sheep, cows and horses still roam the woods, unfenced, dogs wander with them protecting them from the wolves that have always been here. At night the only sound is the clanking of the cowbells, and an occasional church bell. For the next ten days, I’ll be biking, finding good routes and destinations for road and gravel rides. I hope in the future to bring friends and acquaintances here to experience this amazing place.