After another breakfast on the beautiful terrace, we had to bid a fond farewell to Certaldo. Everyone got up early, because Brek had scared us with his description of the day's ride. "It will be a long ride. There's a real animal of a hill tomorrow," he had said.
I had been at the other end of the table, so I couldn't hear him as well. At first, I had thought that he'd said that there was an animal IN the hills, which would slow us down somehow. I wouldn't put it past Blue Marble: we have seen stranger things on our route sheets. I spent quite a bit of time thinking this over, wondering what kind of animal it was, and if the route was longer so we could go around it, or if we were just supposed to schedule in extra time to beat if off with our bike pumps.
It was around that point that I realized he must have said an animal OF a hill. I have to admit I was a little disappointed.
Anyway, so the animal scared everybody into an early start. We began the ride leaving the same direction as we had the prior day, with part of the previous day's hill again. It wasn't any more fun with panniers, but the view -- especially of Certaldo when leaving it -- remained beautiful.