We glided down the valley to Innsbruck – listening to Bob Marley on the speaker – arriving just in time for a late-night sausage at a food stand down town.
We caught the morning train from Wellsberg to the Brenner Pass, leaving Italy behind entering Austria.
We had been invited to stay at an ancient monastery about 1700m up the mountain, which happened to be on our Northern route to Oslo. With the heavy back-packs, the steep ascent up 600 vertical meters was tough. We got to the top only to find out that the monks would not open the monastery after all. Change of plans
We decided to carry on towards Innsbruck instead. With the help of a truly friendly bicycle rental shop in Innsbruck, Die Boerse, we had 4 road racing bikes delivered to us at the top of the mountain.
The first part of the descent was covered in snow. Skis back on and rolling the bikes by our sides as we slide down the mountain. It was a relief as we hit concrete roads and rolled down the remaining of the mountain on the fast bikes.
It was already dark, and with our headlights on, we glided down the valley to Innsbruck – listening to Bob Marley on the speaker – arriving just in time for a late-night sausage at a food stand down town. Then the rain hit pretty hard – you can call that luck!