The climb of Passo Manghen from Molina di Fiemme tells the story of men and cyclists. A road that in its altimetry speaks of the character of mountain men. It is a path that gives great satisfaction to cyclists who are wise enough to take on the challenge without pride.
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Molina di Fiemme (803 m)
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On this road, during the Giro d’Italia of 1976 Francesco Moser confirmed his indomitable and courageous personality. On the dirt road of the Manghen, the young champion from Palù, after the long stage through the Dolomites, managed to keep up with the pace of the best cyclists. Then on the stretch downhill he fired up the crowd, once again displaying his fighting spirit.
This is a road of real men, like the firefighters of Molina, who in 1954 along with their colleagues from Telve began working on a road-link that was completed in 1958. A lot of progress has been made since then and the Manghen has become legendary.
The climb up from Molina deserves respect. At the beginning the slopes are not prohibitive, but after 8 kilometres, at Ponte delle Stue, the road shows its true nature. The bicycle darts up and the front wheel aims for the sky. The muscles are taut under the effort on slopes always around 10 percent. The roadway is wide and smooth, with a climb that doesn't yield until you reach the Pass.
The Manghen trail was travelled for centuries by shepherds and "cromeri", the travelling merchants who traversed Europe and who would find refreshment in the dairy huts. Even today, these places offer the same hospitality. Because a tired cyclist is still a mountain man.