random rancid rambles

By rancidand

Bike trailer

Riding from Lake Como to catch the giro on the last climb we are stopped by the police. Normally the roads are not closed to bikes until immediately prior to the race arriving. We walk past the first policeman and up the hill out of his sight (I knew my mountain bike cleats would be useful for something, the others are sliding all over the place) then a marshall asks why we are not riding. However the next set of polizei make us park our bikes.

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