Now that’s something that makes life worth living!…

I love my micro Bike packing trips in these days

to just grip your handlebars and lay down to it, and go ripping and tearing through the road, over railroad tracks and avoiding collisions, at 16 miles or less an hour up hill to the summit, and wondering all the time when you’re going to smash , can i make it ? but never give up. Well, now, that’s something that was on my mind the whole ride – not even where can i sleep the night because i didn’t searched for a wild-camp spot – that was a concern i had to deal with later that day… but anyway- i love it that semi onprepared… thats me

My deserve cold beer – BbQ some good vegetables and than go sleeping in my van after three hours of suffering …and think : tomorrow I can do it all over again

To me Every Ride is a little holiday , the beauty landscapes impresses me all the time over and over again. It is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best, since you have to sweat up the hills and coast down them, because i can stop on every corner , here is an impression.

My first pass of the year is a fact ,yeah, i beat it ! he almost had me that bloody M.fcker of a pass so beautiful but steep , when I saw the snow I wanted to go there at all costs. On own power pedal to the summit.

It hurts from the start. But i enjoyed all the way up , it is so amazing. That feeling…. that suffering – that physiological voice in your head- but yes
No pain , no gain i told myself over and over again.

What I wonder pedaling hard up the Küthai Pass from St Sigmund valley is if it translates to bicycles. The trophy , the victory! To leave your loneliness panting behind you on some road corner while you float free into a cloud of sudden azaleas,
pink petals that have never felt loneliness,
no matter how lonny they fell.