Flug

I had the privilege of flying in a Pilatus Porter from Salzburg to Bozen in Italy and back yesterday. We flew low over the mountains, in what is really quite a small plane. The weather was clear and the view spectacular.

At times we were below mountain summits, other times we skimmed what felt like a few dozen metres above them. I could see people hiking or mountain biking, and in the valley towards Bozen, pretty much into people's bedrooms, we were that low.

The Alps are really one of the most stunning places in the world.

What really struck me was the roads. The Alps are rugged, wild and astoundingly beautiful but there are roads everywhere, snaking over hills and winding through valleys. It made me realise: there are a tonne of incredible roads that are just screaming to be ridden that I haven't even been near to.

One day, I hope I have the time and means to ride just a few of them.

I went crazy with my mobile phone camera, some of them turned out OK.