The Complete Sardinia Ride – Part IV

FROM PELOSA BEACH TO OROSEI

It’s four degrees, and the heat coming from my Ducati Diavel V4 engine can barely change the fact that I’m freezing. We are 200km from Hamamatsu, the birthplace of Yamaha and Suzuki, and I can hardly wait for the ordeal to end. On my right, the colossal Mount Fuji peaks in between the clouds. Fully covered in snow, it is a mighty sight to be seen (and quite rare, too, as the local folks tell me later). Still, all I can think about are the never-ending bends of route SP95 towards Alavari. That, and a warm cup of green tea!

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The complete Sardinia ride – Part II

FROM CARLOFORTE TO MAMOIADA

The waiter comes rushing in with a plate of Fregola Sarda ai Frutti di Mare, a local favorite. The dish includes a whole crab split into two, nestled in a sea of clams, mussels, and calamari. It resembles something the crew of the space tag Nostromo might have had, had they succeeded in killing the Alian. It’s a simple, almost rugged dish, yet it’s nothing short of fabulous. Some would say it makes the perfect analogy to the island itself. I think they’re on to something.

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The complete Sardina ride – Part I

FROM INCEPTION TO CARLOFORTE

I hear a loud “Bang” and “screeeech״ as my Arai helmet and the left side bag butt against the red-plastered wall. The motorcycle jolts violently to the right, and me with it. I’m thrown, shoulder first, against the stone pebbles, my right hand still gripping the throttle. Big mistake. The back wheel, now free of ground friction, spins fast against my left foot.

I hear my friend yelling over the Packtalk Mesh intercom, “Oh, S***!”

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