Swish Switzerland

Faire le camping!

Sorry for not updating the blog more. I've spent too much time enjoying Switzerland and as many of the roads it has to offer as possible. If there is one thing any biker should do before they die, its ride Switzerland. Pretty much every road is amazing, especially the Furka Pass. I won't say any more, just go there!

Welcome to Switzerland

We met up with George, Morgan and Ray in Interlaken. Lots of top American totty in our hostel! George and Morgen have the same destination as me and I hope t ride with them in the future. Sadly Morgan took a wasp to the face yesterday afternoon and looked like Quasimodo this morning so theyre resting in Switzerland for a couple more days.

Bikers take over the hostel

Ray the mo

Quite possibly the best road in Europe.

Swiss camping.

Bees and Bikers don't mix.

I'm currently sat outsite a cafe in Torino, Italy with lots of people saying bibbety bobbety buppety. I only realised I don't speak Italian when I got here. Our plan for today was to ride the Stelivo Pass, which is better going up. Thus we were going to ride into Italy, back up the Stelvio to Switzerland then down to Verona. We didn't make it, as usual. We underestimated the amount of miles all the turns take up. Plus it got cold and wet coming over a pass and as we went through a village, some clever dickhead had decided to put train tracks along the road on a turn. They were just big enough for my front tyre to track along. Thus I realised that I was trapped and heading across the road. I tried to escape but due to the wet I lost the front and slid down the road at 20kph. I picked the bike and muself up and the only damage is a scrape on the lock on my luggage rack and a sore bottom and a rip to my pants, which are already done up. A similar off did £2k worth of damage to my Fazer, the Ktm has barely a sratch.

I'm beginning to love the bike. The more I ask it to do, the more it gives. After messing with the front rebound, hairpin turns are now fantastic. The LC4 engine, rather than being a curse, is the bikes greatest asset. It leaks a little oil here and there, but is otherwise amazing. A fantasic higway cruiser or an alpine animal. It does it all! I've even figured out how to kick start the bike. Morgans KTM starts every kick, mine takes a little work. I reckon tweaking with the idle mix will cure it.

My route has now changed a bit. Rather than swing East to Romania etc, i've decided to go south through Italy to Greece with Olli.

Anyways, I'm off to drink more bier. Ciaow for now!