A simple road sign ...
Green says Offen / ouvert / open / open ... The incessant rain is with us from Andermatt.
the first edition of 'STM did not receive the mercy of the weather but I was hoping that I'm in shape and load as never before, my tires would also suffer from these conditions and instead turn out to be excellent Qualifier RR intense rain tires.
The company will not miss me, but right now I just feel like never before, only with my Japanese princess. The difficult conditions serve only to aggravate the senses and is in keeping with my bike so we can have the sensitivity needed to drive in the wet.
The Glarus Alps are invisible under a blanket of gray clouds from the deep, and all I have left behind the past is not to be taken more into account. The concentration is total, and this allows me to drive in an unusually effective. They are the hare, but my way up the task so mediocre minimal concern of friends who follow me. In this I was really bad and selfish but the "frenzy" of curves overwhelmed me as I've hard in recent years with Hime.
The road is wet more and more, visibility less and less, with increasing altitude I have to cling to the depths of my memory follow a path so loved.
The ribbon of asphalt is reduced in width curves become more narrow, the forest gives way to bare rock, the guard rail give way to simple balustrades anorexic and I know that beyond this there is a slight protection of deep grass and rock water.
The road slips into a cloud spewing heavy rain per meter path, the asphalt can not handle all this water, winding and treacherous streams meander in all directions making it difficult to keep me in the task of physical feet.
A ledge is a springboard for an impromptu waterfall thank God that ends its fall just beyond the site Street. The fact that everything is muffled and a little confused by contours net makes the scene even more surreal.
Right, left, from the gas, off the last km up to the Pass and go to the shelter alone, and glares at the arrival of a friend makes me suspect that maybe I exaggerated a tantinello.
The parking lot of the shelter is almost invisible and to ensure that others do not go "long" parking Hime safe and do the flight controller of the situation.
At the end we all come and take refuge in the warm and refresh yourself with something hot.
The benefits of thinning down of the clouds, so as to be quicker and less tiresome. The first hairpin
give way to one of the largest plateaus of Switzerland, a bright green hue that the Swiss patent should, I've never seen anything like it elsewhere.
The tortuous path through the woods a few years ago that takes a different meaning at dusk in the rain, and see Stè take off the front allows me to relax just enough to fully enjoy the scenery and not think too much driving .
Linthal appears after the last of the bends in porphyry, expect the others ....
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