Moto Manos, the gathering at Luz

Ah! I did not see that one coming!

Well… Not entirely true. After the first beer, the bubble started pushing in, and only then we realized we were doomed to stay there… At least until a fine princess come to our rescue, the beer finish or a creature from the other realm throw us at the ground until…whenever…

But our fate was much brighter, at least it seemed at the time, than the possibility to fall asleep in the arms of an hedge.

We were young, we had beer, we were having fun! That and all that crazy chit chat that you usually have when you head to a bike gathering…

No, the strippers were off tempo. And the bikini dancers became zumba dancers…but still very amusing.

In the end… We forgot our age, a girl took us home and the scream that echoed through our heads the day after…

Now it’s just a distant memory