I was riding the Stelvio home last week and snow was threatened by late evening, so I avoided the main highways, as a tumble on a backroad is a better proposition than a crazy main road, whereupon the snow became so deep that after a scary downhill right, I just couldn't risk it to carry on, so I made it to a home that had a driveway, with the intention to just park the bike. I knocked on the door to ask if this was ok, and Harvey answered, saying that would be fine.
To add to this he asked if I needed help to push the Stelvio across 6-8" of snow (normally my stubborn masculinity would shun an offer, but my medical issues have me at times as weak as a kitten), so we then got it safely next to his garage. I was 10k from home, and was going to call my wife, but he would have none of it, and insisted that he drove me home (after trying to get me to have pizza and coffee with him and his family).
The drive home had him talk about his riding adventures with his mates on scooters every summer, and we now have a provisional date for a ride out in the summer as he loves Moto Guzzis. Cheers to Harvey, my new friend, and I'll be dropping off a nice bottle of French red later today as thanks. People surprise you, sometime in the best ways.
To add to this he asked if I needed help to push the Stelvio across 6-8" of snow (normally my stubborn masculinity would shun an offer, but my medical issues have me at times as weak as a kitten), so we then got it safely next to his garage. I was 10k from home, and was going to call my wife, but he would have none of it, and insisted that he drove me home (after trying to get me to have pizza and coffee with him and his family).
The drive home had him talk about his riding adventures with his mates on scooters every summer, and we now have a provisional date for a ride out in the summer as he loves Moto Guzzis. Cheers to Harvey, my new friend, and I'll be dropping off a nice bottle of French red later today as thanks. People surprise you, sometime in the best ways.