Somewhere in NE Italy. It was about 1/2 km long and very hard to keep the front wheel on the ground:
I believe this was on the Passo San Pelligrino. I was having problems with low blood pressure so it was much more difficult than it should have been.
The payoff for the pain is the feeling of being fully alive and having done it…plus a little scenery.
…and eating like a guilt-free pig at the end of the day.