Well, yes, it is true; the bike is crated and there is no other direction for it anymore but southbound, at least for a bunch of thousands of miles. BUT…: Just to let readership know; I kind of had to convince her quiet a bit into this big adventure. Well, not alt least what beemer leaves behind is not less than this…
…to be exchanged against who knows what… loads of uncertainity, very, very hard work and thousands of miles of dirtroads crossing countless deserts, jungles or bushland all that on foreign soil… “Is this REALY what you want?” I asked.
The answer came short anyway: “YES, I DO”! Not surprising to me at all, as exactly this IS the pure natural environment for such rig as an almost brand new 800GS is. It also might have helped to decide, as for this afternoon rain is announced and for tomorrow a dramatically drop of the temperatures is the outlook.
So I went down to the garage early this morning. The plan was simple, getting her naked: Unscrewing the windshield and mirrors made her look, well, nude.
Than I started to pack everything into the last free space inside of the topbox. This, of course, not before having wrapped everything carefully into some (Italian) newspaper, which already made a great job on covering finest Italian Salami for the transportation from mother in law’s home in northern Italy to what, for the motorcyclist at least, is the Heart of Europe.
The rest of the panniers have been packed full to the top a bunch of days before already.
The box’ than went straight up to be attached to the bike and the only thing left to do was somehow strapping Salcar’s helmet and ridingjacket onto the pillow. Ready!
As I find, she’s looking quiet sexy the way she currently looks. Even more; Riding a GS in it’s travel-trim, loaded and ready for a lot of dirt, adventures and unknown ground, gosh yes! THAT feels simply fantastic! Seriously: I find these motorcycles by far smoother and more comfortable, even more safe to ride in the trim they have been designed for, though they are already awesome to ride w/o any load and on pavement.
After only a few meters out of the shelter of an ugly grey, concrete, unheated garage in Zuerich’s suburbs, troubles popped up! Big. This picture shows all three of theme at once:
1. Almost noon. I won’t make it in time to the airport before their lunchbreak.
2. 3°C … that’s 37.4°F… That’s not only f..n cold, but get’s also close to be dangerous.
And finally, 3. This is what worries me most: The tank is half full, still! The guys from Swiss clearly pointed out: That the tank must be “nearly empty” for the airfright…. Well, still with even the best willing, this is sure NOT “nearly empty”.
Darn! The bike has been services before christmass and instructions was clear: Hook of the battery and leave one liter of gaz in the tank only…. That’d be the moment to use the first word’s I learned in English to describe what went through my mind.
So I went over to the do-it-yourself shop and bought a pump to pump a bit of gaz over to my car. To keep even this part of the story short: I failed.
But back to the delivery now.
I missed to be there before noon, arrived at the warehouse 15’ before they opened for the afternoonshift. So I decided to burn a bit of gaz and made a short loop around the airport for some last pics:
Than I was back at the warehouse right when they opened the gate:
Swiss Cargo is specialized in shipping motorcycles worldwide. I have seen their booth on many motorcycle-shows within the last few years and the few short but precise instructions gave us already a very good feeling about their professionality.
It felt very good here, like being awaited and very much appreciated. All here just was waiting for us, the GS and it’s bringer.
One guy showed me how to get onto the ramp and into the hall, than he called Bettina, the lady from swiss-cargo which Salcar was dealing with via email.
Only a few minutes later, the four of us, including Bettina , started to fix the bike onto the pallet. A thing of 10’ only maybe, intentionally extended by all involved, just because of the pure pleasure and excitement this situation and all the phantasies one can have all around this thing.
All in all after half an hour, the thing was fixed, wrapped, packed and tagged and all what was left to do was taking pics, as all of us know of course about the duty of reporting to he interested public, which comes with an undertaking like this.
The very nice, kind, professional and down to earth guys from swiss-cargo:
Now, Salva, Traci... it’s your turn! I am full of respect for your undertaking and also the fact you are dedicating a part of your trip to a greater, humanitarian purpose fits perfect in my picture. Good luck to you! We’ll gladly welcome you after your return for the first Cervelat-Salad which for sure you miss already now;-)