X111.com

The way down was hella cool. As anyone familiar with my driving style knows I don’t mind a bit of speed.
So we raced back down the mountain. My speedometer was busted, but seeing as CommS said later I raced past him when he was doing 80 kp/h… ofcourse racing down a mountain road with lots of turns has a few disadvantages.
Big piccy; b-b-bad to the bone *laughs* Note the totally sunburnt nose.
Inset 1 & 2: it was VERY windy on the way down, not as cold luckily but at times we had to slow down a bit because the wind was tearing at the scooters a bit much.
Inset 3: So… racing downwards we came to one particularly nasty turn which I had misjudged. I dove into the corner doing about 50-60 and barely managed to get through, looked in the mirror, saw CommS entering the corner, looked again, CommS gone. I looked back and saw him still skidding across the gravel and rocks. Big time ouch.
So this piccy is from after we went to see the doc at the hotel where he got all patched up again.
Luckily we had taken full insurance on the scooters as it had taken about as much of a beating as CommS-san.