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Discussion in 'Ride Reports - Epic Rides' started by Lopburi, Apr 27, 2018.
‘Honey, it’s cold up here. Let’s......
Go back down and find you some flowers.’
Somewhere in Austria
Our gear is good enough for the temperature. If we get stuck in the rain, below zero, it won’t be. Been there, done that. Not doing it again.
I just read this to Patty. Patty says go fuck yourself Diddly.
Our life is bigger than you.
We carried on down the road and crossed back into Italy. The road was cool. Too steep to stop and take pictures. I think Patty got some photos while I drove the switch backs. She’s out doing girly things now so I’ll ask her when she gets back. We hit some big traffic. Eventually I found a room in Bolzano. It’s a city. Has a cool walking area with shops and restaurants.
Patty tried talking to a old guy. He just stood there kind of soul less
After our night in Bolzano I decided we should go west. I loaded the bike and set off due north. Ok not every road goes exactly where I want to go. Sometimes you need to compromise.
North of Bolzano has some nice vineyard areas
I told Patty to empty her pockets. She said what? and handed me a grape
I turned west eventually in search of somewhere
Maybe it’s over here?
We found a town eventually and stopped for the night
I told Patty if I park my bike here some jackass will park beside us. When we got back from diner we had two jackass’s. Patty approves of this BMW
I like the area around Andermatt but it’s too expensive. I found a good deal on a Airbnb 40 minutes away so I booked it for a few nights.
Scenery getting there was ok
Somewhere in Switzerland
Liking the trip reports.
Roughly how much time would you spend arranging accommodation? I know the question is about as long as a piece of string but typically is it hours, minutes?
I look for a area. I look on Airbnb. I look on booking. I get fed up and say screw it and do something else instead. It generally takes about 10 minutes. Later in the day I decide if I want to book something or just go for it. It’s a very methodical process. Sometimes I wake up and have no idea which way to go or where we will stay. These are generally the best days.
Edit: I budget a lot for accomodation. We save money by packing our own food and not eating in restaurants. I’m a fussy eater and would rather eat what I want, not what someone thinks I want. At the end of the day, if it all turns to crap, I just pick a room and eat my ass on the cost. It works for us.
We chilled in the small town. Walked around and just enjoyed the area. I said hi to a guy at the tiny grocery store. He asked if we were the ones with the bike? Ya, it’s a small town. He told me he used to have a big BMW and traveled a lot with his wife. Eventually she told him he should get a smaller bike and she would follow in the car, so he sold the beemer and bought a Harley. I like his style
The next day I wanted to do a day ride in search of somewhere. I told Patty I’ve planed a two hour loop back to the Airbnb. She looked at me and said “really?”. Hmmm
Nothing to see here. Move along
It only took 8 hours to complete the short loop and we got back just as the sky let loose with some serious rain. It’s all about the planning
Fun word choices. Great trip and beautiful pictures.
The next morning I needed to make a decision.
My nephew in law bought the lower half of the family house and has been sending us photos of the renovation work he’s doing. He couldn’t get the loan on his own so his father and my brother in law co-signed for him to get the financing. He included enough money on the loan to buy the renovation materials but not the labour. He’s willing to do the work himself. Young people willing to work hard to make their life better. I love that shit and I want to help. I asked Patty if she was ok to cut our trip a few days short so I could help them with the next step of the renovations. We are still a few days away and can see some stuff getting there. Patty asked if she could help as well? I told her it should be ok.
I consulted google maps for a plan. We can make it back in a day if we hit the highways. That’s not really how I like to go and Oliver won’t be ready for the next renovation phase for a few days. I packed the bike and turned left
There’s probably something to see around here somewhere
And no @Diddly, I didn’t go for a swim.
Patty found a gruffer
Eventually I had to stop and open the restaurant
Somewhere in Switzerland
I found a room on booking right on Lucern lake. Away from the centre so the price was ok so I booked. Umm, it had a great view of the lake for about 30 minutes before the rain set in for the night
We had a shit diner at the hotel. The tv didn’t work because of the rain then the internet cut off. The bed was comfortable so, we went to sleep.
Patty’s flower of the day
In the morning we had the crapy free breakfast from the hotel, packed up and I decided I better check the weather forecast as it wasn’t looking good where I was standing
I looked at the weather map. I looked at google maps. I realized I’m a fricking genius. Well, booking.com says I’m a genius. That should count for something. With a well thought out plan I launched. But I had to divert a bit to avoid the rain. Mr garmin helped out. What the fuck is up with the Garmin Europe map? The bloody thing had me in farmers fields, down goat tracks, up goat tracks, down a walking only street in a very small town where the local guard dog decided he wanted to chew my leg off.
Eventually Patty said “why do you have to follow the gawd dam garmin! Why can’t you just buy a map?” Well, technically I did buy the garmin map. I carried on. Patty hit me on the head and turned her communicator off. Right, time for food.
I found a restaurant and parked in the middle of the empty lot. Patty went to the restaurant and I contemplated smashing the garmin with a rock. I decided I should give it a chance and went and joined Patty.
Ok, there’s things I don’t get in life. One of them is I’m pretty sure if I parked my bike on top of a tree someone would try to park beside me. And sure enough, two wankers on big 1200GS’s pulled up beside me in the middle of the empty parking lot. Whatever.
Eventually one of the wankers came over and asked me if I spoke English and if I had a paper map of Switzerland. I told him no I only speak gps. The old guy running the restaurant was listening to us, shock his head and walked away. He came back a minute later with a paper map of Switzerland. Turns out the two bmw wankers are from Belgium and riding to Lucern for a swing dance festival. You said what? Two guys riding motorbikes across Europe to participate in a 1920’s style dance festival. Ok that’s cool shit. And explains the bmw’s
Patty’s photo of us trying to figure out what a paper map is for
For when you want to know where are, but if in asia n a traffic circle is ahead?
After lunch we said fair well to the two Belgium guys and I pointed us towards Germany. I had a plan how to make Patty happy again. But alas somethings never change and I got us about an hour and a half off course. We crossed into Germany and I needed to stop and come up with a new plan. I ignored the no motorcycle signs and rode down a path in search of a tree to sit under. I need to come up with a swan song if I’m going to salvage this day
While I consulted google maps Patty looked at the flowers