Joe Schwartz and I were guiding a road cycling trip for our sister company
Cycleventures in Tuscany, Italy in mid-September a few years ago. That's right, scenic rolling hills of golden earth, cypress lined roads, quintessential hilltop towns and perfect roads for road cycling - bella Toscana. And, yes, the same Joe Schwartz from
Rampage and
NWD films and all-round mtb shredding. Joe's not afraid. One day we decided to treat our group to an epic Italian lunch in a random field along a remote road south of
Pienza. Sounded like a good idea we thought. That morning at map session, we gave them a rough idea of the location of said spread, and sent them on their way down the hill behind town. Next stop was the local mercato to pick up the ingredients: fresh tomatoes,
bocconcini cheese,
bresaola dried beef, balsamic reduction, fresh basil, a few melons, some
prosciutto, some fruit, bread, other cheeses, and drinks. Done. We headed out and found a seemingly perfect grassy field just off the road in the middle of nowhere and began to chop and prepare the feast before the first cyclists arrived. Then we heard a strange whistling and some random calls in the distance. What the? Next thing we knew a heard of sheep emerged to our little sanctuary and they began taking over our perfect plan...
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| Joe and the impressive spread. |
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| Some crazy sheeps where running, seemingly oblivious of the bounty ahead. |
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| Schwartzy, casually guarding the bocconcini. |
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| Catastrophe averted. |
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| Good living. |
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