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Tornanti_2...Three Weeks Of Carve Till Ya Barf!!
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moike
Old Fahrt
I don't know how you do it Pete.
I'm nearly through the first pass of sorting and culling my 400-500 photos. How you are managing to find the time to work through all that stuff is a mystery to me.
(not that I'm complaining)
After a week or so of T2, the days started to melt into one another. It's really great to be able to go back through it at a sensible pace, revisiting each of those fantastic days. The first couple of days were possibly the least eventful, as far as riding is concerned, and your Ride report makes me think my heart won't stand the excitement of what followed. Just thinking back to the Mangart has me trembling.......
Bring it on.
Personally I want it all, the memories have come flooding back from T1.
As usual you're running commentary is fantastic and the shots the group have taken are spectacular.
Mate...thought of you OFTEN!!
I BET it brings back memories of T1...it sure did for me while on the road as it does now writing up T2.
Sometimes it's hard to keep the now and then apart
You gonna just LOVE the next day!
Vrsic Saddle and Mangart !!
E
Eugene
Guest
And why in the hell do we need to listen these bloody annoying complaints? Just post those pics...
...ALL!!!
The first couple of days were possibly the least eventful, as far as riding is concerned, and your Ride report makes me think my heart won't stand the excitement of what followed. Just thinking back to the Mangart has me trembling.......
Bring it on.
Hold on to yer ticker, mate....
HERE IT COMES!!
b
asphalt
Tassie...where tyres are flat and nights are long
hi, you all from the tornanti power team
as usual!
miraculous story and magnificent fotos from your alpen travel 09.
ours happy konversation in keutschach remains unforgettable
certainly, we come into the next 2 years.
after a short visit in australia we wont to travel in NZ by motorhome and bike.
with greets
hans
(from now ... i´ll start an offroad training for non concrete ways in NZ )
as usual!
miraculous story and magnificent fotos from your alpen travel 09.
ours happy konversation in keutschach remains unforgettable
certainly, we come into the next 2 years.
after a short visit in australia we wont to travel in NZ by motorhome and bike.
with greets
hans
(from now ... i´ll start an offroad training for non concrete ways in NZ )
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It’s been sad to see Hans and Elisabeth leave for home last night (and their 4hr. return drive to Vienna starting ~11pm had me worried a bit, too)….add the foggy, grey morning and the mood is down a bit.
Michael and Sky will leave us this morning; too…both are not really game to tackle the planned dirt in Slovenia.
Early morning visitors
The Strom of all Stroms….Michael’s 1000ABS
Poster downstairs…”screwly” translated: The Stromless….poor buggers!
With the pending parting-of-our-ways, the fog out there and a laden brecky-table, nobody’s in a rush this morning. L->R Marty, Michael, Goodie and Sky
Sun’s out, maps out…up on the Pyramidenkogel, the local lookout just 2mins up the road.
I found a tiny squiggle on the map, let’s try for that.
We west-track a little to Velden for a servo and stumble over this:
No idea about the legal status of this little thing, but it looks like one of those “Pensioner”-mobiles that can be driven with a basic motorcycle license-of-decades-past, a sort of special-permit shopping trolley.
Looks cute, anyway…
Oops, here’s a wiki entry: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Microcar_(brand)
Trying to find the tiny map-squiggle finishes up in a maze of sealed and unsealed singlelaner dead-ends….bummer.
So it’s via the main road south along the Faaker Lake (come back with a few GOOD one, willya
) and across the shallow Wurzen Pass into Slovenia…even by our low standards, the Wurzen is barely worth a mention.
Kranjska Gora, the former Slovenian Olympic venue sparkles in the sun just a kilometer away…and from there it’s straight up one of the more unique passes of the Alps: the Vrsic Saddle.
http://www.mapsofworld.com/ski/ski-resorts/ski-resorts-in-europe/kranjska-gora.html#
Cobblestoned hairpin after cobblestoned hairpin, the Vrsic winds itself 800m up to the saddle, before dropping over 1000m into the spectacular Soca valley.
The road…like MANY around here…built with the labour of prisoners of war. Russian, in this case.
Got the helmet and gloves on? Let’s go!
Michael and Sky will leave us this morning; too…both are not really game to tackle the planned dirt in Slovenia.
Early morning visitors
The Strom of all Stroms….Michael’s 1000ABS
Poster downstairs…”screwly” translated: The Stromless….poor buggers!
With the pending parting-of-our-ways, the fog out there and a laden brecky-table, nobody’s in a rush this morning. L->R Marty, Michael, Goodie and Sky
Sun’s out, maps out…up on the Pyramidenkogel, the local lookout just 2mins up the road.
I found a tiny squiggle on the map, let’s try for that.
We west-track a little to Velden for a servo and stumble over this:
No idea about the legal status of this little thing, but it looks like one of those “Pensioner”-mobiles that can be driven with a basic motorcycle license-of-decades-past, a sort of special-permit shopping trolley.
Looks cute, anyway…
Oops, here’s a wiki entry: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Microcar_(brand)
Trying to find the tiny map-squiggle finishes up in a maze of sealed and unsealed singlelaner dead-ends….bummer.
So it’s via the main road south along the Faaker Lake (come back with a few GOOD one, willya
Kranjska Gora, the former Slovenian Olympic venue sparkles in the sun just a kilometer away…and from there it’s straight up one of the more unique passes of the Alps: the Vrsic Saddle.
http://www.mapsofworld.com/ski/ski-resorts/ski-resorts-in-europe/kranjska-gora.html#
Cobblestoned hairpin after cobblestoned hairpin, the Vrsic winds itself 800m up to the saddle, before dropping over 1000m into the spectacular Soca valley.
The road…like MANY around here…built with the labour of prisoners of war. Russian, in this case.
Got the helmet and gloves on? Let’s go!
Lest we forget….the folks who died building this marvel.
The Russian Chapel
The further up we get, the stronger the feeling becomes that this is a somewhat special place.
The road looks fragile hanging off the side of the sheer, rugged mountain side….there are goosebumps under that bike jacket.
The Russian Chapel
The further up we get, the stronger the feeling becomes that this is a somewhat special place.
The road looks fragile hanging off the side of the sheer, rugged mountain side….there are goosebumps under that bike jacket.
Then the world cracks open when cresting the saddle…OMG, look at THAT!!
It’s not so much the pass, the bends, the road itself….it’s the steep valley, the craggy white rock walls all around us… so close, you could touch them just leaning over….
Everyone seems to be affected the same way; this shot just about sums it up
It’s not so much the pass, the bends, the road itself….it’s the steep valley, the craggy white rock walls all around us… so close, you could touch them just leaning over….
Everyone seems to be affected the same way; this shot just about sums it up