Our growling stomachs echoed through the Dolomites as we freewheeled down to Cortina. Spending half an hour trawling round the town looking for food (and any signs of Graham Bell or the rest of the Ski Sunday team) we realised the futility of our search and gave up: it was a Sunday, and all the shops were closed. While we admired the Italians staunchly keeping the Sabbath a day of rest, it wasn’t helping us get up the hills.

We’d entered Italy the night before without even thinking of stocking up on food, but it wasn’t until late afternoon, and after we’d climbed the 15kms to the 2000m Falzarego Pass outside Cortina that we found an open pizzeria to fill our bellies.
After camping out in a beautiful meadow we continued the following day (fuelled only by Milka) in glorious weather over the Pordoi and Sella passes to Wolkenstein, where we spotted a large Spar supermarket. More food at last! Or so we thought, until the automatic doors refused to open and we realised it was 12:40 and that they had just shut for lunch. Until 15:00.
Fortunately we found an open Austrian supermarket soon after, and were able to continue our ride down to Bolzano…