Some people dread Monday...
I already dread being awake...
G'Day...
20°/35°C, feels a tad soggy at 60% RH... a few clouds, should clear during the afternoon...
loaded with Nespresso and Nescafé to function...
Despite the heat (33°C and glaring sun on that huge tarmac slab) Sunday's MSL was quite enjoyable...
It drives out the stiff- and laziness creeping upon you during that dull daily commute routine...
You do start to turn your head fully into the corner again, you do loosen up in your lower back, easing to fluently push the ST in tight maneuvers/corners...
And what you know, suddenly you just fly though that tight U-turn again...
They also had a slope to practice a 3-point turn (in case a blocked alpine road or such), with good tips on how to approach, position, where/what to look at to remain in balance...
Also ze GF had a blast, she later commented that she really enjoyed practicing the maneuvering on her NT700VA...
and she stunned the instructor by fearlessly gabbing the stoppers of her NT during that lecture... so yep, she's back
And as a side note:
compared to some modern bikes that attended, that 26 year old ST1100/about 40 year old design still performs exceptionally well...
Almost hand an argument with a wannabe ADV rider, over asking him to turn his oversized, dazzling aux aircraft landing lights off...
He instantly got religious about some scientific studies that proof the oh so much gained safety... yadda-yadda...
The fact that such glare just inhibits any depth perception and judgement of approaching speed for other road user got heavily dismissed... in anger...
But at least he kept those neuralyzers off for the rest of the day...
(weird fella anyway; huge aluminum ammo cases covered with "bullet hole" and "USAF stickers", accompanied by an olive green riding suit,
including genuine, flared "Manfred von Richthofen" style breeches
, as finishing accessory: a NATO-green dual-sport helmet featuring A-10 nose-art... ah-ja... 
)
quite soaked we returned to ze GF's residence in the afternoon, me swim-trunks, ze GF her bikini,
and deck-chairs 
... almost took a nap... must be getting old
later daughter #1 and her BF came to pick up her cat again... who was absolutely not pleased about getting hijacked, lamenting audibly...
yep, gonna miss the fury, little bugger and her almost Monk like ticks about steady routines...
So, Monday again... yuch...
I already dread being awake...
G'Day...
20°/35°C, feels a tad soggy at 60% RH... a few clouds, should clear during the afternoon...
loaded with Nespresso and Nescafé to function...
Despite the heat (33°C and glaring sun on that huge tarmac slab) Sunday's MSL was quite enjoyable...
It drives out the stiff- and laziness creeping upon you during that dull daily commute routine...
You do start to turn your head fully into the corner again, you do loosen up in your lower back, easing to fluently push the ST in tight maneuvers/corners...
And what you know, suddenly you just fly though that tight U-turn again...
They also had a slope to practice a 3-point turn (in case a blocked alpine road or such), with good tips on how to approach, position, where/what to look at to remain in balance...
Also ze GF had a blast, she later commented that she really enjoyed practicing the maneuvering on her NT700VA...
and she stunned the instructor by fearlessly gabbing the stoppers of her NT during that lecture... so yep, she's back
And as a side note:
compared to some modern bikes that attended, that 26 year old ST1100/about 40 year old design still performs exceptionally well...
Almost hand an argument with a wannabe ADV rider, over asking him to turn his oversized, dazzling aux aircraft landing lights off...
He instantly got religious about some scientific studies that proof the oh so much gained safety... yadda-yadda...
The fact that such glare just inhibits any depth perception and judgement of approaching speed for other road user got heavily dismissed... in anger...
But at least he kept those neuralyzers off for the rest of the day...
(weird fella anyway; huge aluminum ammo cases covered with "bullet hole" and "USAF stickers", accompanied by an olive green riding suit,
including genuine, flared "Manfred von Richthofen" style breeches
, as finishing accessory: a NATO-green dual-sport helmet featuring A-10 nose-art... ah-ja... )quite soaked we returned to ze GF's residence in the afternoon, me swim-trunks, ze GF her bikini,
and deck-chairs ... almost took a nap... must be getting old later daughter #1 and her BF came to pick up her cat again... who was absolutely not pleased about getting hijacked, lamenting audibly...
yep, gonna miss the fury, little bugger and her almost Monk like ticks about steady routines...
So, Monday again... yuch...
