The further south we ride, the more Mediterranean the scenery becomes: cypresses, fig trees, and olive trees now line the roadside. In Rovereto, the old Tyrolean border town, we pause briefly - it’s far too charming to simply ride past. Our personal culinary highlight comes a little later in Mori: Gelateria Bologna lives up to its reputation. The pistachio gelato is a dream - nutty, creamy, perfectly balanced. After that, the final kilometers to Lake Garda seem to fly by effortlessly.
The last stretch takes us over the small Passo San Giovanni - the only real climb of this entire self-guided cycling tour, but very manageable. And then, suddenly, it appears: Lake Garda, sparkling in the afternoon sun, framed by steep cliffs. A breathtaking sight. We coast down to Riva, dive straight into the lake, and in the evening, allow ourselves to be enchanted by the Mediterranean charm of the old town.