It's been a long time since I've had to have a big group of people and horsing around to have a good time. All I need is the right motorcycle, a natural environment and even someone who appreciates the same things as me. It's not a problem for me to ride alone for hours. Sometimes I need it to realize what it is I want; other times I just don't mind. That's how I headed out recently, without saying anything to anyone, just me and the TDM Monza. I woke up late but it didn't matter much; I just had to change my destination slightly, instead of heading to the lakes in northern Greece, to go to the Mornos Reservoir. What difference does it make anyway? All lakes are equally beautiful -- and as Master Zordan says, "I'm game for anything." I had great memories of the lake from the 36-hour endurance race. It had rained cats and dogs, but unlike the rain in Athens, which is dirty and toxic, this rain was clean and cool. That shower had been like a cleansing of mind and body. But this time it was hot -- really hot! They say hamams (turkish baths) clean the skin; who knows, maybe they're right. In any case, I took the national highway toward Corinth and got off at the exit before the toll, heading towards Magoula and Dervenochoria.