Thursday, 22 January 2009
Man or Madman?
GI forgot to mention, that in order to get to the Verona show, he rode a 1,940 mile round trip via the Swiss Alps on a shiny (started as) new 1100 Ducati Monster, he was road testing for another magazine. Even the waterfalls were frozen it was that parky.
My balls are not made of stainless-steel, and I'm not so manly / insane and travelled by centrally heated steel box. All his bits survived frostbite, and he has dinner party repartee about killing mountain bears, and spitting in the face of over friendly border control Polizia. (OK I made the last bit up. This story doesn't need embellishment. But GI must have Uranium running through his veins). We salute you. BP
NB. Rather than strap on a messy Victorian piss drainpipe, GI decided to opt for the simpler - if less healthy, abstinence of drinking any liquids for the two consecutive days of riding (2 there, 2 back). And what did finally trickle out, looked like Maple syrup. No he didn't put it on his porridge.