last weekend i was down south at the munich beer festival or the oktober fest or even as the locals call it "der wiesen" to make it into a proper ride report i have to start friday afternoon. the sun was just getting into its stride as i was realesed from my drudgery, i stood in the changing room at work and divested myself of my work clothes and while climbing into my riding gear i was thinking about tommorow tomorrow i would be in munich a paltry 800km away. i breeze into the carpark and rescue "katja" from her bus-stop style shelter she springs into life as if she is eager to be gone and i dont want to hang around either. we wend our way slowly home and i bed katja down in her garage hunh? i too place myself in bed as i want to get some sleep now. yes the second stage of the journey will be accomplished by night train, i only have the weekend and its a beer fest , yes..so sufficiently refreshed i set off. 2200 hours the beginnings
i dont want to ramble on too much so ill just post the pics with small comments ready to go just practice my "fluggie " first
this is inside one of the many beer tents at the moment its fairly quiet but later its dancin on the tables time
done a whole bunch a other shit talked to (shouted at /sung with)loads of people drank beer and drank some more beer got on the traain arrived back on monday morning saddled katja and drove to work
