Awesome! The other day I got contacted by my WIMA friend in Estonia. She is thinking of going to England for the rally and if so we might be able to meet up along the way. If this is possible it would indeed be so cool!
But now it’s Easter holiday and and I leave my planning for a bit. While I travel by other means I left my Ducati safe stored away and shielded from any occasional rain. Many people laugh at me for covering my bike, and indeed it is unusual. Few people do this, but then most people have the possibility to park in a garage for most of the time. I don’t enjoy this luxury and I have bad experiences from having my bike parked out in heavy rain. My first Ducati got a soaked water filter and coughed for a long time. My second one got a problem with the electric making the oil lamp light up in heavy rain. I find it hard to ride on with it lit, it cold be an actual oil pressure failure, how would I know? So this caused a lot of hassle and I like to avoid problems if I can.
So to keep my third Ducati safe and happily cover it when raining heavily and let people laugh!
I spent this evening surfing the net getting connected with new and old friends in the biker world. And what a world this is! I got hooked on following links to new links to new links… I had planned to set up the “To Do-list” and make some kind of dinner but some how I never got there. (I did have some gazpacho and biscuits during the evening, so never mind). I hope that this will results in new visitors to the blog – Welcome! Follow me on my adventure. I happily receive comments in English, Swedish and Spanish.
Now I’m off to bed, but first one last thing. Just because I love pictures – this is my Ducati parked for the first time, on its now usual spot, here in Alcobendas.
I do think that one post is plenty for a day but I just have to share the happiness I felt riding out today. Surprisingly enough, I tend to forget just how much I love riding and how happy I feel about my bike.
Even refueling makes me happy. Even though the price for petrol has gone up lately and it’s now crazy expensive, I feel happy filling up my Ducati because it meens I’ll have lots of fun.
I rode up to El Escorial this evening, for no other reason than to look at the castle from the distance and turning towards Madrid. I didn’t even stop, the ride is everything, the destination means nothing. On my way, I choose M-618 passing Hoyo de Manzanares. It’s a twisty park road that probably suits my pushbike better but I love to ride there because of the scenery. (I don’t actually like hairpins). I wish that I could have captured the herd of goats that passed the road shortly before I could stop and take this picture but it wasn’t possible to put the bike down safely.
On my way back, the sun was setting and it reminded me a lot about Swedish summer. My fingers were getting cold so I switched on the heated grips. After a bit I noticed that actually I didn’t noticed anything… broken 🙁 An anoying end to such a lovely ride, but to be positive, there is a lot of things that would cause greater trouble if they were broken. So, forward to To-Do list: check if heated grips can be fixed.
To not end this post on a negative note, I add a beautiful view 🙂