A bright blue, cloudless sky greets us on Saturday morning, along with an extensive breakfast. Then we start our brummer with a lot of strength, because today we want to tackle Peter's pass marathon. No sooner have we started westwards with our seven petrol horses than the Panider saddle that we conquered yesterday is waiting for us. Then it goes down to almost down to the Eisack and then winds up towards the Niger Pass and the Karer Pass. We pass Lago di Soraga on the way to the rather demanding Passo di Lúsia, before we cross it we split up. As a later meeting point, the next obvious source of coffee is identified in front of the Passo Rolle.
Before that, we want to offer the GSsen and ourselves something more adventurous! After a few hundred meters of asphalt, it is steep uphill, curvy and forested. Standing on the balancing hum, we are walking over hill and dale or better over heavily washed-out channels and numerous coarse transverse grooves as well as a few concrete bends.
The rear of Domenico's "cow" with street tires prances back and forth particularly when climbing. Your rear wheel often throws small stones and creates a pronounced fountain of dust behind you - so keep your distance.
We rarely encounter hikers and if we notice them, we rein the bikes as we pass and greet them warmly.
We stop at the top of the pass because after a fork in the distance we see a no-passing sign.

That is why Domenico asks a farmer, who happens to be passing by, what the future course of the route looks like.
"If you take the right turn in front of the barrier," Demonico translates to us the Italian's answer, "it will be a little coarser at first, but then everything will be OK!". With thanks we wave to the farmer and plunge into pleasure.
Back in the valley and on asphalt, the Lago di Paneveggio greets us shortly afterwards on the right, before we spot a hut with a place to rest on the left on the climb to Passo Rolle. However, since the hut is a restaurant, a simple coffee is unfortunately not available. So we wait at the bikes for the arrival of our fellow travelers who had previously said goodbye and then have our photo taken together with a mountain panorama that is worth seeing.

Shortly afterwards (picture) we screw ourselves over the Passo Rolle to a rest area, where we take the desired coffee break.

It can hardly get any better. But the navigation system warns to continue, because there are still a number of passes around us.
The first GSsen demand fuel on the onward journey, so we refuel in Tonadico at the next opportunity. During this refueling stop, the “adult” adventurers can afford to take a break. The fuel prices in Italy are well above those of the Austrians, which is definitely an argument when it comes to filling the pot-bellied ADV's. And Theo has an additional security: a filled fuel canister on the suitcase of his Adventure is extremely reassuring with regard to the risk of a possible breakdown.
There are no detours, Peter has everything under control on the way to Passo di Cereda. After the Forcella Aurine on the SP347, we again curve up a little more violently. We keep to the north, between the mountain ranges of the Civetta and Moiazza to the Passo Duran, and the curve specter continues afterwards!
Turning north-westerly to Passo Staulanza, we have a coffee stop with espresso, cappuccino or something similar - that is always possible and is good and cheap in Italy. Mounted again, we approach the Passo di Giau in the cornering Eldorado. In terms of driving and landscape, the 55 bends in this region are a real highlight. On the grippy asphalt, we find great pleasure on the considerable inclines and many narrow serpentines. And the landscape of the mountains is changing significantly. The higher we "climb", the more rugged the rock faces, the trees become rarer, the view behind every curve more spectacular.
Autumn also offers its own dramaturgy: the now low sun now illuminates the sides of the mountain ranges, which shine impressively and entice us to stop again for photos.

As we continue into the evening hours, the sun later blinks us driving westward, as it continues to wander along the horizon for a while and shines in our faces.
At the top of the Passo Falzarego, which is also very popular because of its numerous hairpin bends, then down again from the GS. I quickly climbed a nearby staircase and took another photo of the group, with the pass in the background.

The Passo Val-parola, close to the Passo Falzarego, was reached shortly afterwards, passed and prominently photographed with Bärbel and Peter in the foreground.

It's going down. And straight back up into the mountains, up to Passo Gardena. For today it forms the crowning glory of the pass, because the sun has already set even on the western slopes and the temperature has dropped significantly. Fortunately, our accommodation is close! So off to the hotel, where South Tyrolean specialties and another sociable evening await us today.