On Tabish’s orders we were told to complete the Stelvio Pass before anyone else got there. This would mean we would have to get up early, eugh!
I thought that was a cracking plan, especially without traffic. We could really see if the MX-5s were a good purchase and whether they lived up to thier great reputation on these fabulous driving roads. So we went to bed early-ish, well midnight because I was so excited.
We woke up at 5am (4am UK time) and man was I exhausted. My first thoughts were to forget the Stelvio, I wanted a lie in.
We left very early to set up the cameras on the cars. My car’s engine didn’t start when I turned on the ignition. At that point I realised I may have made a mistake. I left my car lights on over night which drained the battery. This felt like a huge set back especially with the lack of sleep and early start. The MX-5 doesn’t have a conventional layout, its a “front engine rear wheel drive” car with the battery in the boot. This normally wouldn’t be much of a problem but this time I was at the back of the car park and on an upwards slope with the back of the car close to an overhang onto other properties. Starting the car in did feel a bit adventurous because if I rolled back I would be going through someone’s kitchen roof.
After half an hour and lots of manoeuvring by Ravi to get close enough to the battery, we charged it with our short jump cables and were on our way. Tabish’s extended nap was over.
I led our convoy to Eyres, a small petrol stop prior to reaching the Stelvio. It was then that I realised my MX-5 had developed a squealing noise when engaging the clutch. Initially I thought it was tyres or belts.
It was quite a tight squeeze at the petrol station. Someone almost reversed into Ravi, It was probably Ravi’s fault for being so close to him. We then headed for the fabled Stelvio, I was in front navigating, Ravi was in the middle and Tabish brought up the rear in his massive Audi Q3 SUV. Ravi started dropping back and created a gap which other drivers overtook and filled, thus ruining the convoy. Ravi got told off for that.
We finally got to Traffoi at the start of the pass and parked up at a hotel to set up the cameras. get cameras on and around the vehicles.
I navigated the group up the pass by screaming down the radio to let everyone know when the bends were coming up and what type of oncoming traffic there was. Tabish didn’t need any navigation help because as we later found out he had three sat navs in his car. He was also the size of a bus but he did need to know what was coming down the pass in case he hit it.
The corners going up the Stelvio were amazing, some bends were off camber, most were blind, a few had very little barrier to stop you going over the edge, we called those “dirty bends” on the radio. The views were amazing in the background. It was refreshing to be driving a group of cars on roads like this with friends. I found the 1.8 MX-5 quite a bit faster on this trip, Ravi certainly had the power over me in my 1.6.
The entertainment continued when Tabish explained over the radio how he felt he could have fallen off many of the bends whilst negotiating around oncoming vehicles. This road isn’t designed to be enjoyed by the common SUV driver. Two minutes up the Stelvio and Tabish had been left behind. We took a break to see the beautiful mountain view from a restaurant car park 1875m up.
When we reached the car park at the top, Ravi decided to have a picnic. I took a few pictures, changed the batteries, memory cards and enjoyed listening to Tabish’s hardships on this road. He told me he stalled the car whilst coming round a bend. His jealousy was clear but he did have air conditioning which I didn’t.
Once we had enough of the view and cold mountain air, we decided to head onward to Bormio. We realised there were some shops at the top of the pass, I really fancied some chips but the shops weren’t open. The roads descending on the other side of the Stelvio Pass is less technical and had more open flowing corners. The hairpins weren’t as scary so our over all speed increased. Ravi wasn’t paying much attention to us on the radios, we later found out he had turned the volume low.
The journey down was actually blissful, we even found some sheep. There we no road markings for most of the route and surprisingly less barriers on the side of the road. The decent was having quite an effect on our cars, mine and Ravi’s brakes & clutches were getting quite a lot of abuse and started smelling bad.
We paused halfway down the pass as Ravi wanted to rest his car after reporting a stiff gearbox issue. He spotted some fluids coming from the underside of his car and started to panic. Tabish and I reassured him that it was water from his AC condenser.
After we set of again down the rest of the pass, we noticed there was a lot of traffic that had started to arrive the further down we went. We encountered cyclists, cars, motorbikes, animals, tunnels, traffic lights and some very slow drivers in front of us as we progressed. A bus was coming the other way up the pass. How was he going to get up the pass? I thought, I wouldn’t mind a ride on that!
We had to stop at some traffic lights for a few single lane tunnels to open We noticed there were a lot of Porsches on the pass, far more than we would reasonably expect. A lot of people seem to love Porsches in this part of the world. The Stelvio Pass was the best road I had ever driven on, next time we have to get to the pass for 4am to enjoy it without the traffic.
We arrived in Bormio for 8:30am and went to a local supermarket / restaurant for some breakfast. This was quite a busy town. After a quick petrol top up because the rest of our journey would be quite long we headed off to where we were staying for the night, Gavardo.
The route that our sat navs took was mostly through tunnels, very long tunnels at that. I had never been in so many tunnels in my life. This allowed me to enjoy my stainless steel exhaust, which also really annoyed Tabish, I tried to play a tune with my exhaust in the tunnels for him to cheer him up, it didn’t work and he became even more annoyed. We stopped off for a snack at a place called Bar Rododendro in a small town called Aprica and got some ice creams. Tabish tried putting on an Italian accent when ordering his. I wasn’t sure if the the people in the shop were amused by his attempt or offended and were just being polite.
We eventually arrived at our stop in a town next to Gavardo, the place we stayed was an apartment called Casa del Sole rather than a hotel. Ravi made friends with the neighbours dog, a small white creature with a bit of poo smeared on it’s backside. Ravi immediately picked him up and let him sit on him, me and Tabish thought it was disgusting. We told him he couldn’t bring it back to the room or we will feed him spiders.
After dumping our stuff in the room, I felt very hungry. Me and Tabish found a pizza place on google maps and headed out to get some food, Ravi said he didn’t want anything. We walked to the pizza place called Pizzeria D’Asporto Al Borghetto Di Dallevedove Jur and realised that the menu wasn’t in English. I fancied a gluten free pizza, and after several minutes of struggling to translate my order to the non-English speaking staff, I pulled out google translate on my google phone. We eventually placed our order and I explained to Tabish that gluten free pizzas were quite tasty back home in the UK. When we received our order I realised they didn’t put any cheese on the pizza, I was okay with this, Tabish found this upsetting. We took our food back to the accommodation. Rather than eat in the apartment, we decided to eat in the back of the Audi Q3, it was quite spacious.
When we arrived back in the apartment, we had found that Ravi had decided to do his laundry, we left him to it and went to bed early.
Ajay
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