Epilogue.

My trusty, if overly bulky, steed, the GS1200

Now all we have to do is make it back to the hotel s Josh and Hank can unload their gear, transport the bikes back to Mototouring and then get me to the train back to Gorizia.

A silly farewell

What could be easier, except that after spending over a week negotiating poorly-marked backroads with maps that even our Euro hosts called “crap”, I got us lost within 1/2km of the hotel, on roads we traveled a half-dozen times before. Oh well, clearly it was time to end the trip before our luck changed for the worse. At Mototouring we were astonished to learn that we were a mere 33km below our maximum mileage allotment at 2067km! Back story: our carefully made Google Maps plans for the trip had added up to only 1200km – we had done a little improvising along the way, as well we should have! But tired and saddlesor

e, we knew we have earned and enjoyed every km, planned or not…

The bike of choice - the 800 vertical twin

The nimble, if buzzy, 650 single