Gschaidberg

Old gears ...

... are rolling on.

Since my newest MTB is still, let's say, "not-functional" and waiting for proper restoration in the darkness of a cellar, I'm trying to do the best use of the old one that I had (too early) parked away and even thought to sell, if it wasn't for my son. These old, muddy and heavy gears, after a chain swap and mounting a new shifting cassette, are now taking me silently anywhere I want again. I'd better reconsider my plans to go for a flaming new bicycle again. I might not be flying anymore, but I love the idea of reaching a top with something as experienced as me.

Slowly

Slowly, the long days are coming.

Call it Spring

You wouldn't say it's 21st of March, right?

March 19

This time I can really call it a Father's Day. Antonella made a masterpiece Maritozzo. It's more a matter of eating with the eyes, rather than else. And it's way too more I could expect, at the end of yet another working day.

High Above

Human powered