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With a short mileage to
cover today, we would make the most of it and visit Verona. Our fist
stop was a Harley Davidson dealer on the outskirts of the town. It
was a pretty big dealership with plenty of Harley branded bits –
not just bikes but barbecues, chairs and all sorts of expensive stuff
for the enthusiast. It began to rain a bit as we rode away into the
city, which was busy but not manic. We managed to find a motorcycle
Without such a rush
today and the weather being a bit wet, we walked back to the ferry
jetty to catch a boat to Desanzano to the west and on the southern
shore. This was another larger town with a marina again. The
weather just was not inviting today and put a dampener on our walk
around the town. We enjoyed a coffee in a pedestrianised street but
decided not to wait for a later ferry but to return to Sirmione on
arrived to take us across to the western shore and Limone, supposedly
named after lemons – thought to be the first place in Europe that
they were introduced. Everywhere was covered with lemons, either
growing or in shop windows. Real, fake, lemon derived, lemon
obsessed. Lovely never the less.
Our next ferry was a
paddle steamer affair, running on diesel rather than coal now. It
was packed with passengers so we stood outside to ...