You’ll ride an e-bike along Lake Como’s quieter shoreline from Menaggio to Dongo, passing villages you’d never spot by car. With your local guide leading, there’s time for swimming if it’s warm and a relaxed lunch at a lakeside trattoria. Expect small surprises—a hidden chapel here, espresso smells there—and leave with memories that stick around longer than you think.
The tour starts in Menaggio, a village on Lake Como easily reached by car or public transport.
Yes, helmet, lock, lights, and your e-bike are included in the tour.
The route follows paved roads along Lake Como between Menaggio and Dongo; exact distance isn’t specified but covers several villages along the way.
If weather permits, you can swim at beaches in Dongo, Gravedona or Domaso during the break.
The tour includes an opportunity to have lunch at a local restaurant near Garzeno; food cost may be separate unless otherwise stated.
The tour is suitable for all fitness levels but not recommended for travelers with spinal injuries or poor cardiovascular health; minimum height is 155 cm.
A local guide named Dante welcomes guests in Menaggio and leads the group throughout.
You can taste local specialties like missoltini (lake fish) or risotto with perch at restaurants along the route.
Your day includes use of an e-bike set up just for you plus helmet, lock, and lights—all arranged by your guide at Menaggio before setting off along Lake Como’s shore. There’s time built in for swimming if weather allows and a relaxed lunch stop at one of several traditional restaurants near Garzeno before heading back.
I didn’t expect the first thing I’d notice in Menaggio to be how quiet the lake feels compared to the main road—like someone turned down the world’s volume. Dante, our guide, was already waving by the bikes when I arrived (I was early, but he didn’t seem to mind). He handed out helmets and showed me how to adjust my e-bike seat—he said “comfort is everything,” which made sense once we started pedaling along those narrow stretches right beside Lake Como. You really do see Bellagio across the water, kind of shimmering in that morning light. It’s hard not to stare too long and almost swerve.
The e-bikes make the hills almost disappear—you just glide past little villages and gardens where locals are out sweeping or chatting over fences. There’s this smell of wet stone and espresso drifting from somewhere, mixing with lake air. I kept thinking about how you’d never get these views from a car—Dante pointed out a tiny chapel tucked behind some cypress trees that I would’ve missed completely. Sometimes he’d slow down so we could hear birds or just take in the silence (except for my slightly squeaky brakes—should’ve asked about that).
By the time we rolled into Dongo, it felt like we’d been let in on a secret part of Lake Como—the water gets wider here and you can actually see mountains crowding around it. Some people went straight for a swim (I dipped my feet; it was colder than I thought), and then we wandered toward this family-run trattoria on the way to Garzeno. The missoltini—salty lake fish—was new for me; Dante laughed when I tried to pronounce it right. Lunch felt unrushed, like nobody cared about time for a while.
On the way back I kept looking over my shoulder at that stretch of blue water and thinking how different it all looked from up close. It’s funny—I still remember the sound of tires on old pavement more than anything else.

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