We wake up early in the morning to continue the journey and go to a decent time.
The goal is to reach the Pit as soon as possible, perhaps to lunch time, so as to still find a decent place to pitch a tent, but not before taking advantage of the abundant breakfast, with skin that gives proteins of porcine origin in full throttle ... :-) Kappa realizes no longer find a liner glove and begins to open all the bags on the bike already bound, scattering the baggage throughout the courtyard ... only to realize that was left inside the glove ... :-)
Despite all this, we can still leave a good time ...
Given that the way to go is no longer and so the weather there allows it, we decided to completely avoid the highways. The air feels colder than the day before, the meadows are covered with snow and many of the streams that pass are completely covered with ice and snow!
It 'time to test the chemical warmers to put the gloves ... Aaah, that lust!!
We shall never thank the holy Decathlon and suggestions found on the internet!
The state highways, a very nice road with ups and downs with soft curves to be tackled at high speeds and with just a wisp of gas.
now missing a few kilometers Passau ... the goal is to close the first signs sprout
drawn a pink elephant but strangely can not see more riders ... It 'weird, the day before were everywhere and now a few miles from the finish do not see ...
The road is gradually gaining more and more small fee ... instead of snow there is less and less ... We understand that you have caught the vintage lucky! We get to
Solla, in the country, now we see that there is something going!
we are greeted by a group of local bikers, dressed in motorcycle leathers and strange ... our eyes are happy and smiling.
drive along the road leading up to the hole all'Elefantenstrasse, the "way" of entry to the event.
WE ARRIVED!!
The banner photo is often seen in In front of our eyes!
"53 Jahre Elefantentreffen"
leave the bikes on the road that faces the entrance to the pit without addentraci. The space already in short supply and we're a little confused: do not know what to do, there is no welcoming committee ...
We pay the entry: brochures, ID bracelet, nameplate annual remembrance and adhesive to the patch of metal - 20 €.
good start ... plus the patch of cloth is to pay € 5 more, but how can you not get it? ;-) Oh well, now we are here, we're revved up and we want to enter.
Impact is staggering: the meeting has the appearance of a pit of hell. We wander in the upper part of the field looking for a decent mall where our tent. The areas most
pianegganti but all are already occupied, so we end up giving up and almost camp down. Moreover
as minutes pass free space is running out even more.
We are a bit 'worried how the hell are we going to sleep with the tent in that position?
Slowly we organize. Retrieved the luggage left on the bikes, leather takes the Scout Bonnie and jumps to the nearest village to retrieve the straw: here they had already finished (! And it was only Friday!).
Meanwhile Kappa and Sl4sh think putting up your tent and procuring food. More or less we are placed ... unfortunate that there was a straw just enough to make the fund for the tent and then we do not know exactly where to sit.
The sun begins to decline. Of the three Sl4sh
only has a little cold, maybe it is the most slender of all ... :-) (Or is that stupid and took off his overpants ... NdSl4sh)
lit the fire and we eat some sandwiches, supermercatino recovered in the one of the country, before the "elephants" would end to rob .. .
those around us is wanted with the grilling, but we do not have any piece of meat to cook (but not the grid for that matter ..) nor do the potatoes on the grill ... We have just a couple of bags of rice Knorr and a camp stove. But it will be more than enough, really.
Around us is a delusion ... Germans already ubriachissimi, an Italian couple who, like us, you own business, a group of Czechs Pirates with 60 smarmittati scooters that break a little more because the bales of drunken Germans ...
But all in all it's fun watching them, seem at ease ...
And what about the cast of characters around the pit, the strangest we've ever seen! Not to mention their motorcycles! The most absurd things!
we enjoy the natural fireworks display of rockets fired from various tents of the camp.
An old crank siren driven by someone every 30 minutes marks the passing of time.
The fires are a sight to behold ... from our position we will have counted at least eighty .. really impressive!
At 22.30 we realize that it's time to try to lie down in a tent for a nap ...
The fatigue of the journey begins to bite, and then the casino is somewhat diminished ... are all too drunk now ... virtually ko ...
All but our neighbor who likes to make Pirate casino with his scooter, not without having an enclosed at least a couple of times due to its strong coordination, obviously helped by the alcohol ...
However, we enter into the tent - clothes, of course, it's cold, but not so much ... we are well covered and good or bad, we fall asleep after half an hour ...
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