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In Focus: Crossing from Czech Republic to Austria

Every Trek Travel vacation offers something distinctive and our voyage from Prague to Vienna is no exception.

Of course you’ll be swept away by the Baroque architecture, the medieval villages like Cesky Krumlov, the colorful farmlands, the lazy Danube River, the rich Austrian wines, the ostentatious castles that dot the landscape and the sincere hospitality of the locals. But what makes this vacation truly unique is experiencing the overwhelming difference in culture and aesthetics as you cross the border from one country to the next. Everything is imminently different: the roads, the food, the language, the architecture, the focus on beverages from beer to wine, the history, even the flower boxes illustrate a change in prosperity and lifestyle.

Hopefully you make it across…
 

Trek Travel Prague to Vienna Border Crossing

Meet Our Team: Brie Willey

Meet Brie Willey, Guide Manager at Trek Travel. An Indiana Hoosier living in Madison, Wisconsin, Brie has a degree in fashion, wanderlust stronger than earth’s gravitational pull, and a passion for people.

Tell us your story:

Brie Willey Trek Travel Guide Manager I enjoyed climbing trees, traipsing through creeks and woods, and jumping man-made ramps on my bike as a kid with neighborhood friends in rural Indiana. A tomboy if you will. I was the good kid with a constant sense of adventure. I showed horses and played sports through grade school with a more sports-focused high school experience. In addition, and still, I loved babysitting for friends and family. There is something about children and their innocent and naturally happy outlook on life that is eternally energizing. Perhaps I am just a big kid myself. My passion for people, though, extends beyond children. I enjoy stories and interactions from all ages, all walks of life, all over the world.

With professionally creative parents, I followed my creative genes by studying Costume and Fashion Design at Indiana University. From long nights in sewing labs (that often turned into early mornings), intramural sports, community volunteer work with my sorority, nannying, and of course many memories with friends over cold brews, I would say my college experience was anything but lackluster. Post-college I segued into working for my uncle’s business, selling flat screen TVs to hotels. No joke. Nothing to do with my degree, everything to do with working with amazing people. I appreciated the experience and learned a lot. Moving on from sales, I stayed with the family theme and worked beside my talented mother in her jewelry design business. Yes! I am headed toward a career in fashion, I thought. From branding to creation, jewelry design proved to be a lovely experience that I cherish and am still involved in. However, the moment I was introduced to the opportunity to be a bike tour guide, my eyes lit up with excitement as this peaked my interests more than ever before. Travel. People. Bikes. I thought, “Yeehaw, now we are talkin’! Is this job for REAL though?” Just kidding on the ‘yeehaw’. I don’t use that word really, except when I’m in Indiana.

How did you end up at Trek Travel?

My father visited a local bike shop to learn more about a Trek Travel trip to Tuscany. He was enthralled with the vacation of a lifetime, but seemingly more interested in this unbelievable career the Trek Travel representative had. A bike guide who travelled the world. He thought, “How does my daughter get this job?” He couldn’t wait to contact me, so of course I get a call from Mr. Willey as he Trek Travel Guide Manager Brie Willey in Italysat in his car from the bike shop parking lot. “Where are you?” I was driving. He instructed me to pull over, write down a website and apply immediately. I have always trusted my dad, and this was no exception. As I learned about the opportunity of a lifetime to be a guide for Trek Travel, I could not wait to apply.

Following my application four years ago, I had no idea what was in store for me. It was the most challenging, thorough and exciting hiring and training process I could have ever dreamt up. At times seemingly like it was scripted right out of a reality TV show, the challenge was something I would never forget. The day I got the phone call to join the team, I remember exactly where I was: in my car. I could hardly believe it so I made sure to double check with my soon-to-be manager. “Are you SURE you have the right person,” I asked. It was true, the opportunity of a lifetime had just begun. My next call, as you guessed, was to my dad. He couldn’t have been prouder. I think to this day, he dreams of being a bike guide, too. Until then, he will live through his only daughter. I have since moved into the Guide Manager role. A role that still allows me to guide, thankfully, as I cannot get that love for guiding out of my blood! It is extremely important I am enjoying my job and enjoying life, and I have been fortunate enough to find that early with the Trek Travel family. I couldn’t ask for a better company to work for or a better team on the field.

What is your favorite part about working for Trek Travel?

I am asked this question often during new guide interviews. The answer is simple: people. I love our team. Diverse, unique and genuine in every sense of the word. We all have the same lofty goals, crazy-awesome passions and adventurous mindsets! Take “people” a step further. The people I am able to interact with outside of our team. New guide candidates, subcontractors, guests, locals, etc. They are energizing in every sense of the word. Learning their stories and backgrounds always puts a smile on my face.

Favorite place you’ve ever traveled and why?

Italy always feels like a home away from home. Northern, central or southern Italy, it doesn’t matter, I love it. The kind and genuine people, delicious fair and breathtaking scenery is nothing short of exceptional. I can’t wait to explore the country even more!

Trek Travel Guide Manager in FranceWhich Trek Travel trip is top on your bucket list?

Stateside I would have to go with Bryce and Zion. I’ve never been to Utah and there is something about it’s landscape and colors that has been luring me in for years. I love the southwest. Outside of the U.S.? Bali. It is at the top of my list in general, so why not explore it Trek Travel style!?

Tell us about the craziest adventure you’ve ever had.

There have been multiple but one highlight was wedding crashing in Austria. It wasn’t a “crashing” by definition, as my friend (and colleague) and I had a verbal invite from the bride’s father. That’s a story to be shared over beers and laughter, but every good adventure always circles around to my love of people. People always contribute to the creation of amazing experiences, stories, adventures, laughing fits, cycling excursions etc.

Tell us about your best day on a bicycle.

There are many. Most recently, I was in France working logistics support for our Tour de France trips last summer. Tania and I were to make our way from Lourdes to the top of Tourmalet for a Trek Travel viewing the following morning. By car, it made sense to leave late afternoon, however by bike would prove to be a better adventure. I’m always up for anything, and this was no exception, despite knowing how much I would suffer climbing the mighty Tourmalet. It was unforgettable climbing into the clouds, laughing at myself every turn. Tania’s patience and picture taking of my suffer-fest was appreciated. We reached the Col, all smiles (I was dying) and descended 5km to the viewing location. Thankfully we made it before night. Sort of. But just in time for a cold beer! The viewing was a hit the next day. How were we getting home you ask? Simple, via bike. “Return the way you came” would be what a TT Route Guide would say. The first 5km Tania pulled me back up to the Col du Tourmalet. Then she drafted off me the rest of the way back to Lourdes. Just kidding. She kicked my Trek Travel Guide Manager BWilleybutt, as always.

Favorite sport other than cycling?

Volleyball has always been a favorite. Although I stand six-feet tall, I attended a small high school and learned to play all around, front and back row. Can you dig it? I can dig it! Another sport that has been a lifelong passion is horseback riding. I showed huntseat and saddleseat up until high school when my parents forced me to decide between horses and sports. I chose sports, but never quit riding. My showing transformed into more casual trail riding with friends. Furthermore, I have carried forward my passion while in the field as a guide. During off-time my goal has been to ride in every region where I have guided. So far, it has been such a blast. Experiencing breathtaking countryside from the saddle, bike or horse, has proven equally rewarding for me personally.

What does a perfect day look like to you?

To me, a perfect day starts with a smile, continues with adventure beyond imagination and ends with the exhausted satisfaction knowing you could not have possibly fit any thing else into such an action-packed, amazing day.

In Focus: The First Ascent

Cycling fans have dreamt of riding the routes of their pro cycling heroes. Each year a lucky few get the chance to experience those dreams by riding the Etape du Tour, as race organizers select one of the event’s most challenging stages and offer amateurs the opportunity to tackle the entire route.

The weather can be intense and unpredictable. Food is often scarce and rest stops sometimes lack water. But with Trek Travel, your support is always there. Our separately designated rest stops will always have plenty of food, ice cold beverages, and full mechanical support. By the time you roll into the finishing town, you’ll have done battle in the Alps in spectacular fashion like the heroes of cycling.

Photo Credit: Zack Jones, Etape du Tour 2014

In Focus: A Red Rock Sunset

“Unique, dynamic, quirky, and fun, these are all qualities I seek in how I shoot. Over the past 11 years I have blended photography and guiding cycling tours around the world, helping me cultivate a commitment to stellar service. I believe a connection with my clients and subjects is at the apex of having a great experience, creating great images on location. It also makes my job one of the greatest in the world.”

Zack Jones is a guide, photographer, and creative spirit.

Guest Post: Shut Up Legs Tour

This article, “Cycling road trip with Tour de France hero Jens Voigt a thrill for Edmonton lawyer,” was written by Trek Travel guest Don Mallon and originally published in the Edmonton Journal.

“In every relationship there are defining, watershed moments such as a first kiss or a birth of a child. These are instants in time that foretell your life is about to change, take a new direction. The instant a few weeks back when my wife walked into our bathroom to find me shaving my legs had the potential to be such a moment — and not in a good way.

Fortunately she knew this was merely the last step in a long summer of preparation for a cycling trip with one of the world’s top cyclists: Jens Voigt. I am a recreational road cyclist, a roadie. To train for the trip I had upped my weekly cycling mileage significantly, lost over 15 pounds and worked to increase my endurance and leg strength so that I could ride alongside this cycling legend without embarrassment.

Jens Voigt on Trek Travel's Santa Barbara Bike TourRoad cyclists theorize, backed by recent wind tunnel testing, that by shaving their legs they significantly improve aerodynamics. My wife knew I was looking for every advantage for this bucket list quest so the limb deforestation came as no surprise.

Jens Voigt has just retired after a long career in which he entered 17 Tours de France and won many races. He was a “rouleur” or all-rounder. At 6-foot-3 he was too big to be a favorite for the overall title in the mountainous multi-stage races but he was a first rate domestique, a rider to be counted upon to catch a breakaway or lead the charge up a hill for his team. He would endure pain and sacrifice his standing to help his team’s favorite rider achieve the winner’s podium.

Most domestiques, while talented in their own rights, melt into the background — but not Jens. For instance, there was that time in the Tour de France on the classic mountain Alpe d’huez when, shortly before the summit, he tossed his empty water bottle as a souvenir toward a young five-year-old fan. It was intercepted by an adult male.

Jens stopped mid-race, rode back down to the fellow and embarrassed him into giving the bottle to the kid. Voigt then got back on the saddle and rode to the finish to a round of applause usually reserved for the stage winner. His honest and outspoken nature won him countless fans around the globe, including me.

Jens Voigt on Trek Travel's Shut Up Legs Bike Tour In CaliforniaSo when Trek Travel offered a four-day cycling tour in California over the Halloween weekend with none other than JV, I signed up immediately.

The trip consisted of four days of riding in the Santa Ynez valley. Nestled between the ocean and the Pacific Coast mountain range the area is warm and dry and has an overall look similar to the southern Okanagan valley with some added palm trees.

Our hotel and base of operations was the Alisal Guest ranch, a historic 10,000-acre property first established as a working ranch in the early 1800s. In 1943 the then-owner altered the business model to include guest rooms. Today it is an interesting mix of cattle operation, hotel, golf course and dude ranch.

Our exceedingly competent and convivial Trek guides collected us on the first morning at the Santa Barbara Airport and bussed us to the Sanford Winery, one of a multitude in the area. There we ate lunch, tasted wine, got fitted for our bikes, introduced ourselves to the other 29 participants and eagerly awaited Jens’ arrival.

We didn’t have to wait long. He arrived, having travelled almost directly from Germany, a tall, lanky, smiling, walking, talking vortex. He was, as advertised, funny, self-effacing and energetic. In no time the talk was over and we set out on the bikes for a 40-km cruise through parched countryside and the Danish town of Solvang to our ranch hotel.

IMG_1313_Jens_VanJens initially set a pace of around 35 km/hr. I rode up to his back wheel and, like many past contenders of the Tour de France, into the wind protection of his draft. I was stoked. After a while, he dropped back to chat with as many riders as possible and a group of four of us, all seniors, pace-lined and hotfooted it to home base.

Overall it was a very good day, but it didn’t end there. Trek had prearranged dinners and social activities with Jens and our group for the entire long weekend. We had a lovely evening meal on the patio of Root 46 restaurant in the Danish-themed town of Solvang and chatted with Jens and each other for many hours.

Day 2 was the day of the big climb. The distance from bottom to top of Mount Figeuroa “the Fig” is 10 miles and the elevation gain is over 4,500 feet — yikes! The grade runs from a pedestrian six per cent to a leg and lung searing 19 per cent. To add an additional dimension of cruelty, the powers that be have left a steep section unpaved. Riders must navigate their skinny high-pressure tires over rocks, sand and gravel for more than a kilometer.

As we rode towards the base of the mountain every rider took a turn at the front with Jens for a photo. I chose to fake a sprint past a “fading” Voigt, something that would only happen in my dreams. Like a great sport, he played along. I now have a photo about which I can lie boastfully to my grandchildren.

IMG_9953_DonJens_FigThe mountain climb was as tough and long as expected but reaching a summit is always satisfying and this was no different. The long and fast descent took us to Los Olivos, a small town jam-packed with wine-tasting salons, where we lunched on paninis, had espressos and then paired scrumptious cupcakes and wine samples at Saarloos & Sons tasting room.

Then it was back to Alisal for a well-earned massage. A Halloween party that evening further allowed the tour group members to gain each other’s and Jens’ acquaintance. The group was an interesting mix of people from many walks of life. Among the riders were doctors, a rocket scientist, bankers, homemakers, retirees, a geologist and moi, the sole lawyer in the crowd.

The rest of the weekend blurred by. Unexpected and unusual rain slicked up the roads on the third day causing one rider to crash on a downhill hairpin turn. While the damp and crash subdued us, his return to the ranch that evening with stitches and stories for his grandkids buoyed us back up.

I rode beside or near Jens most of the weekend. My goal was to do that and not get dropped. Mission accomplished. I was also interested to observe how a pro-peloton rider handles himself among those of us who are comparatively DNA challenged. On the second day, within a few kilometers of the ranch, an inexperienced but determined rider was struggling to keep with the group. “Go on” she said “I’ll get there on my own.”

Trek Travel guest cycling with Jens Voigt in Santa BarbaraJens’ response was that cyclists are a community. He told her we look out for one another and we make sure everyone makes it to the finish — together. He rode beside her the rest of the way home.

I cycle for fitness and for the thrill of achieving speeds under my own power, unattainable without the mechanical advantage of gears and chains and light weight carbon. But I agree with Jens that there is more to it. We are a community. Most of us are just domestiques but, as he demonstrated his entire career and continues to demonstrate, that is an honorable role.

I am back home now with autographs, photographs and memories. Jens does not yet know his plans for the coming years but there is a reasonable chance he will repeat this “Shut up Legs” tour with Trek next fall. I’ve decided to take it easy this coming week but after that the serious training starts over — just in case.”

Industry Insider: Melissa Stockwell

Meet Melissa Stockwell. She’s an American hero and champion triathlete; a dog lover and expecting mother. Prepare to be both inspired and motivated as you learn about her incredible story!

Tell us your story in 140 characters or less:

Melissa_Stockwell_Blog_4On April 13, 2004 while serving in the US Army in Iraq, I lost my left leg above the knee from a roadside bomb. After a year of therapy at Walter Reed Hospital trying to find my new normal, I fell back in love with athletics. In 2008 I competed in swimming at the Beijing Paralympics. In 2009 I turned to the sport of triathlon and have since competed around the country and the world. Thanks to my custom USA themed Trek Madone, I am a 3x Paratriathlon World Champion and hope to compete in Rio in 2016. Away from athletics, I work with prosthetics to fit other amputees with artificial limbs, am a motivational speaker, and co-founded the Chicago based Dare2tri Paratriathlon Club. I am a proud American, a proud above the knee amputee and proud to live a life of sport.

(OK, that’s a pretty tough story to tell in 140 characters. We’ll give you a free pass, Melissa.)

What’s the most rewarding part about your job?

Working in the field of prosthetics, I literally get to give people their lives back. They come into my office defeated just after loosing a limb and we can provide them with a prosthetic. We get them up and enable them to do the things they love. As a speaker, I get to motivate others to follow their dreams and live life to the fullest. My jobs rock!

Favorite place you’ve ever traveled and why?

New Zealand in 2012 for Paratriathlon World Championships. It’s beauty is un-matched!

If you could only bring one unnecessary item on a trip, what would it be?

Does my dog count?

Melissa_Stockwell_Blog_3What is one thing you never fly without?

My neck pillow, plenty of Chapstick and some snacks for the ride.

Tell us about your best day on a bicycle.

Riding my new Trek Madone at World Championships in 2012. I got the bike a short week before the race and had limited time to practice on it. To ride it with its speed and effortless gear changes was amazing. Not to mention I was inspired every time I got to see the stars and stripes when I looked down. It led me to my 3rd World Championship win and I fell even more in love with Trek that day!

Favorite hotel you’ve ever stayed in?

Anyplace with great staff, a lounge pool and a lap pool, clean rooms and a coffee shop in the lobby gets an A+ in my book!

What is the best advice you have for our readers?

Melissa Stockwell Trek MadoneNever compare yourself to someone else. Be happy with who you are and your own accomplishments. And to live each day happy, you never know when it could be your last.

Outside of your family, who inspires you the most?

Anyone who has ever overcome a disability and gone on to succeed with whatever it is they want to do.

What is your personal motto or mantra?

To be my own rockstar. To be proud of what I do and to encourage others to dream big and go for their goals.

 

If you want to follow Melissa and learn more about her story, follow her on Twitter @MStockwell01.  

Why I Ride: Julie Farrell

Julie Farrell does not consider herself a cycling enthusiast, but she has learned to embrace her ‘uncool’ cycling tendencies. By comparing bikes to designer shoes and cycling clothes to Audrey Hepburn’s fashion, Julie offers ten reasons why women should ride bikes…and we can’t help but to agree with her wholeheartedly.

Words by Julie Farrell

Julie Farrell gives women advice on why to ride bikes

 
 
I recently came across some disappointing statistics on women and bicycling.  It seems that the number of women considered non-enthusiasts declined by 13% from 2000 to 2010. That said, female enthusiasts, those who ride 110 days/year or more, are on the rise, increasing 8% during the same timeframe…while the same statistic for men showed an increase of 15%.

I suppose I fall in the non-enthusiast category – I ride about twice a week, sometimes more, sometimes less – but approaching enthusiast status.  Those stats made me wonder though; why don’t more women ride bikes?  So like a good egocentric woman, I thought about myself; why do I ride bikes?

Like millions of other American girls, I started riding bikes in my neighborhood.  It was the standard mode of transportation for all the kids on our block.  I had a sweet purple-flowered-banana-seat Schwinn, and Rich and Darren down the street rode green Stingrays.  We clipped playing cards in the spokes with wooden clothespins to make us sound like motorcycles (or at least annoy the other neighbors), and tried to pop wheelies – I never managed one. I would pump desperately to get my speedometer up to 20 mph, particularly past the Blogg’s house, whose nasty little dog Boots had taken a bite out of my leg on one of my expeditions down our street.  I remember furiously riding to the Circle K to restock our corner lemonade stand with candy that we were selling at a hefty mark-up.

Growing out of the one-speed era, we graduated to ten-speeds.  Sarah and Rich scored the coveted Schwinn Varsity bikes.  For some reason, my dad decided that a green ‘Tiger Cycle’ was a superior ride to the bright yellow Schwinn Varsity that I wanted so badly…I’m pretty sure the superiority lay in its price.  It was not unlike the polo shirts my sisters and I received one Christmas that sported a pony sans polo rider (ala JC Penney).  Stifling my pride, I slung my tennis racket in my backpack, and road summer after summer to tennis clinics on that green machine.

We dragged the green machine from my home state of Oregon down to UC Santa Barbara for college.  Here I learned that not only was my ‘Tiger Cycle’ uncool, the whole genus of ten-speeds was uncool.  As my mom and sister and I explored the campus, we gawked at all the bronzed surfer guys and gals coasting along on their groovy beach cruisers.  Here, the more retro the bike, the hipper it was.  Although the green machine got me safely home from many a late night at the library or a fraternity party, I was relieved when it was mercifully stolen from the sorority bike rack during freshman summer. I really did lock it up. My friends and I hit the garage sales that next fall, and I managed to find a vintage purple Schwinn one-speed with a basket in front…the very essence of California cool…I had arrived.

My experience with bikes thus far was similar to most girls I knew growing up.  We all had bikes.  So what changed?  Why aren’t we all still riding bikes? I suppose those early bursts of two-wheeled freedom were overtaken by cars and life in general.  We became old enough and finally had the means to own cars.  They got us where we needed to go.  There was no time to get there on a bike.  You can’t commute 30 miles in LA traffic on a bike, nor arrive at work wet with perspiration.

Some of us became moms, some of us embarked on careers, and some of us did both.  In my early 20’s, my boyfriend (now husband) and I bought mountain bikes and occasionally rode them on weekends.  But for the most part, bikes were not a big part of my life, nor any of my friends’ lives.  I squeezed in tennis, found squash, tried my hand at step classes (I wasn’t quite coordinated enough for Jazzercise, and besides, I loathed leg-warmers), and spent time on boring treadmills.

And then it happened.  Shortly before I turned 40, we moved from Santa Barbara to the glorious Santa Ynez Valley.  My new BFFs were tennis players, but they quickly introduced me to their other passion: cycling.  Going downhill fast initially frightened me, particularly clipped-in to my pedals.  My first real road bike had sticky gears (or possibly a crummy pilot), and I fell once or twice whilst performing an untimely and unsuccessful gear shift.  The good news is I was only going about 5 mph, the bad news is it scared me and it hurt.

Two years ago my husband and sons bought me my dream road bike for Christmas.  It’s a Trek Project One Domane.  And guess what?  It’s bright yellow.  It has Ultegra Di2 electronic shifters, which means that even if you’re a knuckle-dragging buffoon, you can’t screw-up your shifting – it’s smooth as silk.  To my sons’ horror, I’ve decided to ride it with paddle pedals…as in, I don’t clip in.  Once again, I have positioned myself squarely in the uncool category, but this decision has thoroughly liberated me from any anxiety around being able to clip-out in time for a stop or other unexpected condition.  Heaven.  Riding my new Domane is like walking into a party decked out in Chanel with an Hermes handbag on my shoulder…it feels really, really good.
 
 
Julie Farrell discusses the Top 10 Reasons why Women should ride bikes
 
 
So why don’t more women ride? Perhaps it’s fear from not riding for so many years, or perhaps they’ve stigmatized it as some kind of hard-core super jock sport for the über coordinated.  Whatever the inhibitions, I’d like to offer the reasons that women should ride bikes:
1. It’s Low Impact: At 49 I’ve had the joy of four knee surgeries all due to other sports.  Cycling is actually good for my knees.
2. You Get To Be Outside: Many of my friends are into the Bar/Barre method or Bikram yoga.  Good for them.  Personally, as a card-carrying germaphobe with a strong sense of smell, I can’t imagine anything more unappealing than exercising in a hot room with people dripping with sweat reeking of acrid onion body odor.
3. It’s Social:  Cycling allows for a variety of skill sets. You can ride, chat, and laugh with both family and friends.  Ever get the giggles in a yoga class? Tsk, tsk.
4. You Can Solve Problems:  Take off for an hour or two on your bike and you’ll find it to be some of the best contemplative time in your day…and it smells good too.
5. It’s High Fashion: One day you can sport the Audrey Hepburn look on a city bike replete with basket, and the next day you can harness your inner Catwoman in a sleek, all black road suit.
6. Great Shopping: Bikes are like Jack Rogers sandals; you want one in every color. From colorful retro bikes to sexy racing bikes to sporty mountain bikes, you’ll soon find yourself filling your garage the same way you do your closet.
7. Awesome Trips: What could be more romantic than a cycling trip from ancient winery to renaissance castle via the picturesque French countryside?  The big bonus? No guilt devouring the baguettes, frommage, and red wine because you’ve already worked-out.  Companies like Trek Travel are developing more and more cycling trips that cater to all levels of riders and budgets: from beginners to experts, and from luxury seekers to adventure mongers.
8. You Can Be A Role Model:  I want my boys to see me as a contender, a participant, someone who is actively engaged in life.  I want them to see that they can marry a partner, someone with whom they can have fun throughout their lives.
9. You Get Fit:  After all, it is exercise.
10. It Makes You Feel Young Again:  The other day I threw my tennis rackets in my backpack and rode my bike the two miles to the court.  Bam!  I was 13 years old again, only with a cool bike and no ugly perimeter perm.  It felt great.  There is something uniquely liberating about riding a bike.  Feeling the wind in your face, the sun on your back, and the pavement speeding by below. There’s nothing quite like it.  I’m convinced that feeling youthful inside is half the battle in this process we call aging…

So go get your ride on, and happy cycling!

Behind the Scenes: Puglia

Residing in Ragusa, Italy, veteran guide Gabe Del Rossi knows the ins and outs of Italy like only a true local ever could. He has been known to serenade guests as they climb through the Dolomites or impresses them with his knowledge of four languages. Below Gabe has shared a behind the scenes look at a day in the life of a Trek Travel guide in Southern Italy.

The bus stops in Bari, but I don’t understand where I am. The light of the rising sun prevents me from spotting the train station. “È lì,” the bus drier tells me. “Right there. You’re on the other side of it.” I couldn’t recognize where I was because I was on the other side of the thing I knew.

A new point of view in a familiar place. My day began by taking a bus from Sicily, through Calabria and into Puglia — all beautiful areas, but the night ride is something unique. As my friend Fabio would later say, “You cross southern Italy by bus and you expect nothing to happen? Anything could happen!” This is not the Fabio that belongs on a romance novel cover. He is from Monopoli, Puglia and studies medicine. He helps his father with their taxi business, and he helps his friends get out of trouble. Friends like me.

Anything can happen, that’s why we travel to southern Italy. PugliaIt’s a far cry from the Piedmont palazzos and the Tuscan villas. But that is part of its allure. I drag my bags into the station looking for the train headed for Martina Franca. There is no sign. There is no conductor at 7:00 in the morning. I have to make an educated guess: small town, small train, small track. Maybe a track at the end of the station? The back of the station? The back where the bus dropped me off. I double check the big yellow time tables that are on the walls and, sure enough, my guess pays off. I’m on my two-and-a-half-hour train ride to Martina Franca – about 70 kms away.

I pass out. The rocking of the train helps me catch up on the sleep that I couldn’t get on the bus. At around 9:30 I get a text from Sonja, my colleague who was kind enough to pick me up from the station: “I’m here.“

I drop my bags in the back of the van and we head for breakfast. Sonja is a light-framed, two-handed cappuccino drinker. We head straight for the bar and get three cappuccinos and one café macchiato, for the two of us. We wash that down with a few mezzatonda: a pastry popular in Puglia’s Murgia filled with cream and blackberry jam. That will do it. I’ve had my coffee and pastry fix. Let’s get to the bikes.

The ride to our base is simple. About ten minutes away from Martina Franca in a couple of trulli: those characteristic cone-topped houses. Puglia TrulloHistorically they were a means of tax evasion. Now they house Sonja, myself, and our other colleague Diane who has been working on all kinds of trip details such as written instructions and .gpx files. She’s happy to see me.

There is something uncommonly romantic about tuning bikes in the front yard of a trullo pugliese. Between each prep, I look around me and appreciate my surroundings at every wretch stroke. I live in southern Italy, and there is something familiar about this part of the world. It is a very comfortable place where the people and environment make you feel at home.

At lunch we go for a ride. The rolling countryside is alive with the feel of spring. The orange blossoms are blooming and at the top of every small ride sits another trullo. We stop for some simple focaccia for lunch: ham and local caciocavallo cheese, or broccoli and local mushrooms. We keep it light since we still have a few kilometers until we get back to our trullo. And then it’s showers, time to organize the trailer, upload the routes to the Garmins and a few other tasks before the day is done.

The afternoon sun presses down. Puglia SunsetIt is usually warmer in the afternoon around here. The morning will often bring rain and the late-day sunlight just makes the rest of the day humid. But not in our trullo, where the temperatures stay cool throughout the day and night. So cool in fact that we have to turn on the heat in the evening. A strage fact for Riccardo (the owner of the trullo) since most people don’t ever ask for heat in Puglia.

It’s six o’clock and just a few hours before dinner. This is also the time that Diane shows her true colors, namely “crimson” , “brink red” and randomly “rosé.” From her stash of red wine Diane pulls out a negroamaro, and a primitive. Naturally, it would be a sin to be this far into the soul of Puglia and not know its wines. And six o’clock is a great time to get to know them well. We chat and relax as night falls upon us, nibbling at sundried tomato paste, tarralli, and local cappocollo from just down the road in Martina Franca. Sonja whips together a fantastic salad with local veggies she had gotten earlier in the day and there is our evening: three bottles of wine, salad, and fresh meats and cheeses.

By now the sun has long disappeared and the moon and stars sitting clear in the night sky tell us tomorrow will have spectacular weather. I shuffle into my bedroom and begin to organize my clothes. Day one begins and I’ll be unloading ten bikes by myself. I’ll need to make sure I have a clean pair of clothes on when Diane arrives with our guests. Sonja is on picnic duty and judging by her salad tonight I think our group will be blown away by her magic. In this region of southern Italy, it is the element of surprise that is so appealing. “Anything can happen.” Yes it can, and it does. There is no pushing or stress. Everything works out as it should, whether it is an impromptu bike ride, another slice of focaccia (thank you, grazie!), a surprise three-bottle night, or a four coffee morning. No one is held to conventional standards here. Just enjoy.

Ok. Shirts folded. Pants ready. Now all I have to do is organize my route guide and make sure my phone and GPS are recharged for the morning. Done.

Time to set the alarm for 7:00. Before you know it, 7 will be here…..

Do we talk about bikes all the time?

At Trek Travel, our mission is simple: to show people the world by bike, at their pace, every time, with unrivaled support and flexibility, and to encourage a passion for cycling. We are motivated by this mission and work tirelessly to make it a reality. Nevertheless, although cycling is the foundation of our business, we aren’t just a bunch of gear heads who only talk about bikes.

The individuals that make up our company come from a variety of backgrounds. We are fashion designers, ski instructors, volcanologists, photographers, biologists, artists, teachers, nurses, yogis, and basketball players. Trek Travel Guides enjoying time offAnd that barely scratches the surface of what we have done. Collectively, we are passionate about people and enthusiastic about the experiences we provide.

It comes as no surprise that we are outdoor fanatics–invigorated by fresh air and rejuvenated by open spaces. We love the bicycle because it provides that for us. But we enjoy the finer things in life as well. A meal made with fresh, local ingredients, a great story, or a cold craft beer. We look forward to breathtaking sunsets, jovial laughter, fine wine, and exceptional craftsmanship. The warmth of old friendships, the stillness of the morning, and the changing of the seasons shape who we are.

The depth of our team makes it easier to connect both with coworkers and our guests. We truly enjoy each other’s company and our vacations are enhanced as a result. Every guest’s experience is better because we learn from one another. Trek Travel Guide MeetingsThough we’ve worked together for years, each day presents surprises as we constantly discover new things and our unique personalities make us better as a team.

Surely we are all passionate about the bikes we offer on our vacations and energized by the remarkable rides we’ve been fortunate enough to experience. While it’d be impossible to summarize all the joy that the bicycle has given us—both individually and collectively—I can assure you that we have just as much fun off the bike as we do on it. This decisive blend of work and pleasure is evident on every trip.

Intern Chronicles: Part 2, the next step

Although interning for Trek Travel has been remarkable, I can’t contain my excitement about moving on.

During the last four years I have lived the dream. I’ve learned from world-class educators. I’ve sailed across the breathtaking Pacific Ocean and skied 30+ days per winter in the magnificent Colorado Rockies. I’ve spent summers enjoying the lakes and bikes paths of Madison, WI. Like I said…living the dream. But when a new opportunity came knocking, I had only one question: when can I start?

Before you worry, I’ll still be around. In fact, I think a better word to describe my move is ‘up’. Last month, I had the opportunity to play hooky for a week and head to Solvang, California for Trek Travel’s 2014 New Guide Training. For ten days, we potential new guides worked tirelessly to learn the ropes. Although my family thought it was a glorified excuse to escape winter and ride bikes in the sunshine, I can assure you this was not the case. We spent far more time learning how to fix, load, clean, and fit the Trek Domane than we did riding it. We went back to drive school and learned how to safely maneuver a fully loaded van and trailer unit. Despite their humility, ask any Trek Travel guide and they are likely to brag about their ability to back a trainer into a parking stall without any hesitation. We spent hours in the hotel conference room, learning as much as we could absorb. We heard from Tania about Trek Travel’s values, spoke with Meagan about trip design, sat in on a sales meeting with Emily, and talked to Tim about expenses on our newly minted credit cards. We learned enough acronyms to make anyone’s head spin. Finally, after we had covered the ‘basics’, it was time for the real test. We met with vendors, drove routes, grocery shopped, prepped bikes, delivered safety talks, crafted picnic lunches, and provided support from the van and the saddle. From start to finish, we guided a mock trip…and that makes it sound simple.

Because of the veterans who made it happen, not a single minute of the week felt like work. They imparted their knowledge, shared their secrets, and patiently answered our questions. They are the rock stars we hope to become. My 2014 co-guides and I come from a broad spectrum of backgrounds and experiences, but during those late nights and early morning we bonded over our enthusiasm for what is the next chapter in each of our lives. The creativity and collaboration, ingenuity and zest, determination and dedication that we bring into our new careers is infectious. With the leadership and guidance of those who came before us, we are ready to put all this talk into action.

This June, college diploma in hand, I will finally get to join my co-guides in the field. I couldn’t ask for better companions with whom to share this adventure. Although the learning never ends, the fun is just beginning. I’m ready to take on the world. The question is: are you?

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What is the Difference?

Luxury:

Enjoy luxurious accommodations handpicked for a refined experience. From signature spa treatments to special dining moments, you’ll be more than provided for— you’ll be pampered.

Explorer:

These handpicked hotels provide relaxation and fun in a casual and comfortable environment. Delicious cuisine and great service mix perfectly for a memorable stay.

Combined:

On select cycling vacations, you’ll stay at a mix of Explorer and Luxury hotels. Rest assured, no matter which hotel level you’re at, our trip designers carefully select every accommodation.

Activity Levels

Level 1:

Road: 1-3 hours of riding. Up to 25 mi (40 km). Up to 1,000 ft (300 m).

Gravel: 1-3 hours of riding. Up to 20 mi (35 km). Up to 1,000 ft (300 m).

Hiking: 1-3 hours of hiking. Up to 5 mi (8 km). Up to 1,000 ft (300 m).

Level 2:

Road: 2-4 hours of riding. 20-35 mi (35-60 km). Up to 2,500 ft (750 m).

Gravel: 2-4 hours of riding. 15-30 mi (25-45 km). Up to 2,000 ft (300 m).

Hiking: 2-4 hours of hiking. 4-8 mi (6-12 km). Up to 1,500 ft (450 m).

Level 3:

Road: 3-5 hours of riding. 25-55 mi (40-85 km). Up to 4,500 ft (1,500 m).

Gravel: 3-5 hours of riding. 20-40 mi (35-60 km). Up to 3,000 ft (900 m).

Hiking: 3-5 hours of hiking. 6-10 mi (9-16 km). Up to 2,000 ft (600 m).

Level 4:

Road: 4+ hours of riding. 40-70 mi (60-110 km). Up to 8,000 ft (2,400 m).

Gravel: 4+ hours of riding. 30-50 mi (45-80 km). Up to 4,000 ft (1,200 m).

Hiking: 4+ hours of hiking. 7-15 mi (11-24 km). Up to 4,000 ft (1,200 m).

What are your trip styles?

Classic Bike:

Explore beautiful destinations with a curated blend of guided activities, local cuisine, handpicked accommodations, and itineraries to suit every traveler, from laid-back adventures to luxurious escapes.

Gravel:

Venture off the beaten path to unforgettable places, with fully-supported routes that combine gravel and paved roads in classic Trek Travel style.

Cross Country:

Tackle an epic adventure that takes you point-to-point across mountains, countryside, and more.

Pro Race:

See the pros in action at the biggest cycling events of the year.

Hiking & Walking:

Step into adventure with carefully designed routes, unparalleled hospitality, and deep-routed local connections.

Ride Camp:

Train like the pros in some of their favorite riding destinations.

Self-Guided:

Enjoy a bike tour on your schedule with just your chosen travel companions.

Single Occupancy

Sometimes it’s more convenient and comfortable to have your own room while on vacation. We understand and that’s why we offer a Single Occupancy option. The additional price guarantees a private room all to yourself