So you can understand my being a little suspicious at the prospect of an allegedly 'relaxing' cycling break in the heart of the Venetian countryside. Throw in the fact that I've probably spent more time cycling with stabilisers than without, and my cycling proficiency level is definitely more Chris 'Oy' than Hoy.

Scenic stop-off: Matt stops on his cycle tour to consult a questionable Italian map
Such is the mission statement of a Headwater holiday, a company that specialises in crafting cycling and walking holidays to your requirements. While the expertise is always on-hand to guide you through any troublesome planning or organisational quibbles, the pace and exertion level is completely down to you.
Considering said proficiency and track record with wobbling and/or falling over, I opted for one of their less mountainous itineraries and headed off to the lesser-travelled countryside surrounding Vicenza. A mere 40-minute train ride from the heart of Venice, it's a region so architecturally impressive and environmentally serene that the entire city and its surrounding areas were deemed an UNESCO World Heritage Site.

Classic countryside: As he pedalled past
vineyards and pastoral scenes, one thing Matt didn't encounter was a
fellow British tourist
Having set up base at a cosy, family-run farmstead on the outskirts of the field-flanked village of Villaganzerla, my friend and I chose a route from the numerous pre-set circuits on offer. Then we loaded up our bikes with maps and directions and were given a much-needed car lift to the start of the 37km course atop the Euganei Hills.
While the option's there to cycle the initial 450ft climb (over a staggeringly windy 3km ascent, I should add), it points to the commitment to taking each route at your own pace that you're encouraged to start on a physical and metaphorical high. After a gradual 1km ascent from the drop-off point, we parked the bikes and looked back at lush, undulating greenery, only permeated by the occasional red slatted roof or hillside steeple.

Well-deserved break: Matt and his travel companion made sure they had frequent food stops along the way
In retrospect, deciding to take Italian cartography at face value was never going to be the most enlightened decision, but even we were highly amused when a map-based shortcut took us in a straight loop, and immediately back to the town we'd just left. Ordinance survey maps, I'll never judge you again.
After a hearty lunch, a few glasses of prosecco and several subsequent wrong turns, we hopped onto a couple of rural backroads, and came upon the Abbazia di Praglia - a stunningly grandiose 11th century monastery - for a picnic stop and snack-laden refuel before continuing on back to the farm via a host of rural farmland and a serene, hill-nuzzling sunset.
Our second day's peddling was just as eye-bogglingly beautiful, as we set off from the farm and made our way to the foot of the Berici Hills, a series of volcanic peaks hidden amongst fertile farm landscape. Fields of maize, barley, cherries and striped vineyards whizzed past as we began another 32km cycle through narrower, more countrified roads. With the traffic all but non-existent, there's simply nothing but the sun on your face, wind in your hair and occasional hairpin turn to worry about.

Quiet life: Vicenza province is full of idyllic villages such as Bassano del Grappa
On our forest-laden descent we stopped by another remote restaurant, and whiled the afternoon away experimenting with local wines, teasing the taste buds over a choice of 42 pizzas on offer, and merrily - if occasionally unsuccessfully - attempting to bridge the language barrier. This was the moment I realised that in my entire time out and about on the bikes, I hadn't heard one other English speaker. If you're after a truly authentic Italian experience, look no further.

Rolling landscape: As a novice cyclist Matt avoided more mountainous routes
In short, not only is your culinary experience as fresh and mouth-watering as you'd hope from the promise of a home-cooked Italian culinary offering, but you'll get the added pastoral pleasure of being able to play with their array of cows, donkeys, goats, chickens, and ducks on-site.
As communal chatter, cheeseboards and grappa continued on into the night, I sat back and re-assessed my initial opinions when it came to exercise holidays.
I may have cycled over 60km in two days, but that just made the indulgent rewards even better.
Who needs to watch the calories when you're burning them off as you holiday?
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