What remains?
many many good times and bad.
The year is dying slowly gave me great satisfaction but also severe pain.
three groups on all dates: April
8-9-10-11
July August 23-24-25-26-27 23-24-25
respectively
Mugello S1000RR ,
was a kind of long weekend, started on a Thursday morning at dawn to Bologna.
car Thursday ended with adrenaline due to the bike of my dreams, to have had the chance to try, to try to understand in the short time available if it could be my bike.
then continued on Friday with that mad Linuccia, which led me wandering through the Apennines and gave me the opportunity to prove his Daytona. Then on Saturday along with
Maurino, and other curves, bends, curves ....
A weekend for framing, one of the most exciting of the year.
1 Tour Davvico ,
wet as ever, between the Swiss Alps in areas known as my pockets. The Klausen
done in difficult conditions and yet with a vehemence hitherto unknown to me in the wet.
my own arcade motorcycle with the added icing of the company of trusted friends.
those who despite the little traveled road (as opposed to planned costs) have been able to make everything perfect.
made my forced separation from Hime less traumatic.
2nd Tour Davvico ,
Austria, a land still partially unknown in terms of motorcycle
but since then, from August 25 nothing is the same ...
a name, street, Nockalmstraße, a ribbon of asphalt that winds between the Nock Mountains.
The most beautiful thing ever made with Hime, and say that I thought the Albula and Silvretta were something unique, yet has managed to erode Nockalm my certainties.
but here was the company of friends to make all the more special.
Like the drunk together by Barbara at Gasthof Edelweiss with attached exhilarating and diventente fool of me, the arrival of Luca leather suit with "skin" in order to put the shirt event.
and everything else ...
moments as unique as were the feelings experienced.
On 1 but had a tour in itself one of the worst moments of the year: 3 °
my fall with Hime, the inevitable discomfort of not being able to do anything, that damned oil mixed with rain curve that has made a slippery snare.
Hime see the wound forced to abandon a saddle on her friend, her inability to continue with me, the fact they could not conceive of a ride, trip or tour without her ...
to see her go on that tow truck, not being able to stop sobbing my discomfort.
short, it was tough emotionally, much more annoying physical aftermath.
compensation in the review a week later, loaded on a truck, every time I looked in the rearview mirror I saw more and more angry and willing to come back to bite the curves with me.
is ending the year with three months to stop forced labor, bloody crisis.
me coming down slowly, wasting away this lack of possibility to do.
say that I hope my MMXI is better this year step ...
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