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 🙂
