The Stelvio Pass is the highest paved pass in the eastern Alps and even has a bike named after it —
The Moto-Guzzi Stelvio 1100 V Twin seen here with our friend John in sunny Kirkcudbright this morning after braving the icy roads and roadside drifts between here and his home by Palnackie —
The Guzzi looks and sounds the biz and just the sight of it sets off that itch that I have to scratch every year about this time or earlier. I had picked up Phil a distance from his snowbound eyrie above Dundrennan where – after three days hard digging he still hadn’t cleared his drive —
and we all went for coffee down in the town. It’s been a long eventful winter so we had plenty to catch up on before we dropped in on another member of our riding group recuperating from an earlier spill. It’s now six weeks since Colin’s accident and he will be allowed to put weight on his screwed and pinned thighbone soon but it doesn’t help that the ligaments in his other leg had snapped and had to have sections of ligament grafted in. He tells me they came from a live donor —- go figure?????
The Stelvio Pass
from-a-distance 