Why this one exists
Two weeks of Veneto in one: the hills behind Bassano, then the vines.
Two areas that have nothing to do with each other geologically, and everything to do with each other on a bike. One is home. The other is where we go for our birthdays.
The week gives you Bassano through two sets of eyes. Ben still rides out of here like someone who chose it, which is what he is, and notices things locals stopped seeing years ago. Susi grew up here and takes you to the restaurants and growers that never appear on a list, because they have never needed to. Then you cross the Piave and the landscape changes completely: terraces stacked up the hillsides so steeply they are worked by hand, and a grape that most people think they know.
Two bases, with one point to point day in the middle. That shape matters. Long enough in each place to stop being a visitor, and a riding day that genuinely takes you from one world into the other rather than putting you in a van.
The climbsMonte Grappa from Semonzo, 25 hairpins. San Boldo Pass. The Cartizze terraces.
Food and wineValdobbiadene. Villa Angarano.
CultureAsolo. Canova Temple at Possagno. Conegliano. The UNESCO Prosecco Hills.
What only we can say
We have spent years in the Prosecco hills, enough that families open their front doors to us. One afternoon you will be making tagliatelle in a kitchen that belongs to someone we know, and her brother, who is an enologo, will come over for dinner to pour the wines and explain why they go with what you have just made.