They say you should never go back, that it's water under the bridge and things will never live up to expectations. Well stuff that, stuff that in a tiny little sack of crap and chuck it in the trash!
The transcontinental race is undoubtedly the toughest race on a bike (sorry raam), but it's not just about racing for the sake of it. There's an essay waiting to be written when I get back, a tale of heat and cold, of athletic prowess and a tale of sober warning.
But first, I will leave you with this. The stelvio wasn't fun, so I went to Verona and came back and did it again, there's no way I wanted to get disqualified for riding the wrong side!
Expectations have been met, I've openly wept with the majesty of the mountain and the lessons that I've learned these last days.
Come, ride the transcontinental next year, it'll mess you up and rock your world!