What is my freedom worth? “The length of road that I can imagine before me with the wind in my face”.

Gaiole in Chianti, 3 October 2021. Time 5:30. Old bikes creak their stories. Everyone tries the brakes as if to say: “everything will be fine”.

Look at any photo of L’Eroica and you will find a hill. Well, that’s what you call them before you try to climb them. At L’Eroica, it is rare to find yourself stuck to the wheel of the rider in front of you; such things happen in races.