If you ever find yourself suffering through a gran fondo blame the Italians, out loud like me with spicy Italian phrases – Che diavola! Merda! Porca miseria! – since they invented big mass participation timed rides.
Although I’ve ridden many North American gran fondos, the best way to experience something is directly from the source, so I’m riding an authentic Made in Italy gran fondo – Gran Fondo San Maurizio in the Piedmont region, or as they say “peh-ah-MON-tey,” of Italy.
One of the upfront differences between U.S. and Italian gran fondos is cost and swag. U.S. events are pretty pricey and you’re lucky to get a water bottle and wrong size polyester t-shirt. Italian events on the other hand are only about €35 ($40) and come with a bag chock-full of Italian goodies. San Maurizio’s swag bag includes wine, sparking water, pasta, bread sticks, cake, 100% cotton t-shirt that fits, €10 gift card, water bottle, ice scraper, sport gel and a guide book extolling the virtues of the Piedmont. Make it to the finish and you also get a gourmet meal and more wine. Italians like wine.
Gran fondos are huge in Italy, many start with thousands of riders en masse. San Maurizio isn’t one of these super-sized events. It’s a small regional gran fondo off the beaten path, put on by Italians for Italians and a few Europeans, plus two jet lagged foreigners – an Australian and me vying for “furthest traveled award”. I finish 2nd.
Smaller doesn’t mean easier though, Italian gran fondos are serious business. Events are certified by the Italian Cycling Federation, at least 75 miles long and are chip timed start to finish with prizes for fastest riders in each age category. With 8000 feet of climbing in 80 miles, Gran Fondo San Maurizio is pretty typical, except at registration where riders ink their name on a public sign-in board just like Pros at the Giro di Italia. I scribble my name nonchalantly, try to make it look like I’ve done it a hundred times, unfortunately I sign the wrong line…rookie mistake.
Waiting for the start of an Italian gran fondo is a painful long-drawn-out ordeal. While riders shiver, the mayor talks for 30 minutes introducing local cycling celebrities Gianni Bugno and Roberto Conti, regaling us with their countless victories ad nauseum. To me it sounds like adult dialogue from a Peanuts cartoon, “Mwa-Mwa-Mwa-Bugno-Mwa-Tour de France-Mwa-Mwa,” but it’s pretty cool to line up and rub elbows with legends.
Italy has lots of mountains with every road seemingly going up or down – mostly up (if you want flat roads go to Italy, Texas). With cool named climbs like Torre Bormida-Bergolo and Rocchetta Belbo-Sant’Elena on roads as steep as walls, my plan is to go slow, just as fast as I can. That isn’t a problem on the six climbs, or descents, since nothing in the US prepares me for Italian style descending. Whizzing past left and right, riders attack, change lines, brake at the last second and apex corners in search of speed while I scrub speed and use a few of those spicy Italian phrases…
Undoubtedly Italian gran fondos provide top-notch support, much more than your average U.S. event. With rolling enclosures, shoulder-to-shoulder road use, right-of-way at intersections, polizia escort, neutral support, aid stations, bottle hand-ups and follow ambulances – just in case things go awry – all you need to think about is turning pedals over.
But the best part of an Italian gran fondo is the people. Italians love cycling like Americans love baseball. Entire villages stand roadside like a World Series victory parade, cheering not just the first rider, but every rider in search of personal glory. Cars respectfully pull to the shoulder and wait patiently for the peloton to pass, while drivers call “Allez! Allez! Allez!” It feels like the whole country is along for the ride. And after the racing and the riding and the eating and especially the drinking is done, Italian gran fondo riders, just like their U.S. counterparts, relish in telling tall-tales of their accomplishments to anyone who will listen.
If you’ve never done a genuine Made in Italy gran fondo, add one to your bucket list, there is no substitute.
Salute and most of all enjoy the ride.
|Ride:||Granfondo San Maurizio 1619|
|Location:||Santo Stefano Belbo CN Italy|
|Start:||12058 Santo Stefano Belbo CN, Italy|
|Hosts:||ASD Ciclismo DiVino|
John is a former faux pro racer now enjoying life as a faux pro journalist in search of great bucket list rides to keep him in shape and out of trouble – well, at least in shape. He also has a website in which he writes and reports on Gran Fondos across the globe,