Monday, August 23, 2010

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One of us ...

is not what you drive, the drive is like ...
Did you know that there is a trophy reserved for Moto Guzzi? I honestly no, I discovered last month when, after six years of work in the same company, I met John, an engineer little younger than me and colleague. Do not make those faces!! The company has 1200 employees spread across two different settlements, and John and I work at a distance 80 km.
physical separation, united by the same passion.
John has a unique mode of locomotion, a Moto Guzzi Breva 750 marked by time and daily use. Four times a year starting from Finale Ligure with backpack on his shoulder, rather than arriving at Adria Magione, mirrors and dismantle the stand and take part in the matches. Incidentally, this year is leading the class up to 750cc. Then, Sunday evening, mirrors and stand in their place, dall'autodromo again and go home.
imperative at this point to organize, with great difficulty, a half day at the track in Castelletto, John arrives at 8 am, rain suit to witness the water taken in Liguria. Dismantle the mirrors enduring the contempt of the nearby paddock, mounted on a KTM motard new again in Monza that asks us how to do a run with a thing so heavy. Then finally in a turn.

trust John with a Breva 2009 in Mansfield

I stop immediately, the Aprilia is unfortunately not yet in place. I watch John turn on a bike that does not emit any runore (standard exhaust), and that relations with the road not taken even speed on the straights. On the other hand, just give it the gas in the corners, as I discovered after three overs near the paddock ...
Some adjustment path after an exchange of ideas produces a pitch of 1:32 'a thing so heavy in the bottom of the right fails to reach 110 km / h, but in the morning semi-desert gets behind a road 600.
o'clock forgive the mirrors in the shower and go back home, John certainly proved by the morning, I certainly happy to have a new friend, a pilot.
One of us ...

Monday, August 16, 2010

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Sillano cruel ...

This year the classic ascent of the only disappointments in store for me ...


I had already written here two years ago, my relationship with Sillano is difficult, because of love this beautiful place, full of memories of the era of almost 4 km without chicane (a blast getting into full union with the 125 ...).
So here the duties of updates the last three editions:

2008: I sacrifice myself and soon to start my bike to a rider in contention for the championship that has broken its Saturday. First and last time.
2009: Good first thwarted by a straight ascent to the village (this curve is my true nemesis ...) in the second round.
2010: returned just in time after many adventures in India, I discovered on Wednesday that the Aprilia is broken, no bikes, no Sillano, I'm going on vacation with his family. At noon on Sunday are already very far from Sillano but there with his head. The dish

garfagnino continues to cry for me: In the years I have collected all sorts of disappointment on these beautiful curves, alas mutilated by cuts and chicanes added over time. This year later on Thursday was with the moral in his heels, as it is easy to understand. Luckily, when everything is tinged with blackest black, there are friends to help. Thanks to Stefano Bonetti, who has embarked on the camper (unsuccessfully) my range. Thanks largely to Enrico Viviani Covezzi and Giuliano, who knows my troubles did not hesitate to give me a bike for each race. I did not because it is felt by the race of Isola del Liri, including a bale and the other, that I go running. Year
fool, no doubt about it, and pull the neck entangled useless: I run for fun, after all.
Thanks anyway, not only for his generosity, but above all thanks to exist.
People like you is not only the beauty of the climb, but most of life.
A Bazzano, at the cost of running with a mower, we will meet ...

PS They must have had their own reasons my 3 fellow motorcycle clubs that do not fit to return to the range, reported in Bergamo in the campers poor Bonetti (thanks again). Confirming the conventional wisdom that the first opponent is the team-mate??

A Bazzano, then!