Yesterday, after our epic cycle to Sirmione, we fancied a moochy kind of morning. We cooked bacon and eggs for breakfast and then took Emily for a swim in the Camp-site pool.
By the time we were ready to go somewhere, at around 4 o’clock, the Pacengo skies looked a little ominous, so we were reluctant to venture too far. We opted to stroll down to the lake, a short walk from the Campsite, where there are a couple of cafes and restaurants where you can enjoy an iced-coffee or a cold beer, and watch the world go by.
There were a few splashes of rain, and then, the clouds broke and it was back to hot sunshine once again. A local told me that thunderstorms always seem to miss Pacengo.
With the weather clement once again, we decided to freshen up, get back on our bikes and cycle the 3 miles into Peschiera for our evening meal.
What a beautiful evening it turned out to be!
It was lovely to cycle after the intense heat of the day had subsided. There was a bit of a breeze as we pootled along the lakeside path. It didn’t feel nearly as far this time!
One of the things I’ll remember about this place is the loud chirping of insects which can be heard constantly from late afternoon. It’s so loud! But after a while you don’t really notice it anymore – It’s such a soothing, natural sound.
Pescheira, Pretty as a Picture
You enter Peschiera Town centre through an archway- and then the road curves to the right, towards yet another bridge, even more stunning than the first.
After a short stroll around the narrow streets, we decided on a restaurant called Cafe Roca along the Riverside. There are so many eateries in Pescheira that it’s almost impossible to choose. But the views were particularly good here.
We had a lovely meal: pasta, risotto and a great red wine. It was a very special and memorable evening.
And then it was a pleasant cycle back to our waiting beds.
Lake Garda really is an incredibly beautiful and romantic place. It feels a bit like you’re in a film set. You half expect to see Gregory Peck and Audrey Hepburn whizzing by on a Vespa any moment soon, or George Swooney strolling round the next corner.
Gosh, this place is so pretty!