My first assignment to Germany was 12 Feb 1996 and that first year I spent time with a local group of riders called Predator Racing, We spent our weekends looking for twisty roads, and once we found that road hours were spent seeing who could drag knees. This was not my thing but I went along with the group because it's what we did. My mind was always in the distance thinking of roads not traveled. But at this time it was only a thought. One of the riders Cedric was not with the crew for about three weeks and upon his return I asked where had he been? He mentioned he took some time off to go ride in the mountains...The Swiss Alps....WHAT!!! And you didn't invite anyone to come along. Well his reasoning was that these guys didn't like to tour and he didn't want to waste his time asking. Needless to say I was with him in the Alps a month later. Oh the sites that layed before me. Twisty roads that ran forever and mountain peaks that scraped the sky. It was on that day, my first day in the Alps that I realized how I liked to ride...far into the distance and high into the sky, I had become a Sport Tourer. Or should I say a Sport sport tourer for my first tour was on a Kawasaki ZX-7R and I loved every frickin mile. To be out of my local area of Kasierslautern and riding in Switzerland...just pure joy. I still road on the streets with the group but my mind was always in the Alps and I continued to do the trip for years to come. I've lost most of my information due to a major web site crash but I have the ones posted on the site which I hope you enjoy. 2010 finds me in Northern California where I'll continue my journeys and post the adventures as they come. |
Looking into the Susten Pass direction Andermatt Switzerland. |