L'Eroica
Two years ago my Dad and I participate to our first and last Eroica together. It was the most memorable cycling moment of our life. This first feeling my dad and I had when we crossed the finish line, is even stronger now that he has gone. I will never forget that day.
The moon was still high when we woke up for what will be a day to remember...
We left by night, at 6 in the morning. No lights, no talks. The only sound was the sound of our bikes. I still remember the tears of joy of my father minutes after we left Gaiole.
"It's like I was back at my first races in 70s"
Dad
The "race" is 209 km with 115 km of Strade Bianche and far from flat with 3868 elevation. The 23% of the Santa Anna Maria climb still hurts. But the sweet memories of the rifornimento relieves the pain.
My dad has punctured once and fallen twice. I lost 3 screws on my crankset - as the day was not hard enough - and my dad lost 2 tubulars. Classic...
We cried, we smiled, we laughed... as was our life together.
