Between 1st and 3rd May, thirteen of us with their families and friends went to one of the most beautiful Italian island, the Elba, to have a ride around it. After a quite long car-trip we jumped on a ferry for a brief navigation on the Tuscany Sea and then... here we are in Porto Ferraio, the biggest town of the Elba.
Wives, children and supporters by car, scooterists by scooter of course, we had our first taste of the hilly and tricky roads of the Elba, coming after 20 kms in our apartments in Porto Azzurro, a wonderful place with a stunning scenario in front of it, swimming pool, palms etc. But we were there to kick, not to sleep on a deckchair with a green cocktail in the hand...
The day after is the D-day: we had to kick for about 90 kms around the mid-west section of the Elba.
We began in our headquarters's place, with a great blue sky on us, kicking soon on a steep uphill followed by a funny downhill to Lacona, a small village on the sea. As usual people always looked at us like if we were coming from Mars, with those strange bikes-without-pedals, but we have used to that, then we just smiled and go.
After a long but gentle up-and-down road section on the seaside, not very demanding but spectacular, crossing the villages of Marina di Campo, Campo nell'Elba, Fetovaia, and about 30 kms from the beginning, the hardest and longest uphill of the the day, the one to Marciana, had to be done, no excuses.
We slowly reached the top, someone took just half an hour, someone the double, someone more and more, someone got there by car, but I'll never tell you their names, it's a secret...
A supertortuous and fast downhill then drove us to Marina di Marciana, half way and our lunchplace.
Then, in the afternoon, another dozen of kms of enjoyable and curvy road on the seaside, with slight slopes and nice views on the sea below was waiting for us and, after, the last, not so steep but long uphill, to Procchio village.
On the other side of the hill the road went quickly down to Porto Ferraio's neighbourhoods, our starting place of the day before, so we had to kick (veeery slowly this time) again to Porto Azzurro.
In the evening a big dinner was ready for us, but someone was not ready for that and really no more wide awake... and was close to sleep right on the pizza dish... Even if it was Saturday night most of us were at bed at ten o'clock or so.
The 3rd May was our last Elba day, luckily we could sleep some more and we had to kick for just 20 kms, going with a very relaxing tempo, having a lot of picture-stops, snack-stops and every-other-thing-stops on the way.
Time to take the ferry then and go home, across a nightmarish traffic jam on the motorway (the worst part of our journey for sure), already imagining the next year “somewhere kicktour”.