From a couple of years back, on the previous bike. At the end of the Dalveen Pass in Dumfries. or at Elie in Fife.
There is a hill and then there is...... KNOCKHILL!!!..... Oh! Yeah!!! [/IMG] We're going so fast and my bike stretches out to get over the line first (lightening McQueen Style)
That road looks very tasty and if you asked Si it looks like one very similar to one we tried out last week in Wales .
No ice where I took the picture from mate. It was at a great big crack in the planet and hell was, literally, boiling out of it. The yellow bits are sulphur, it had killed every living thing but us for miles around, there was boiling mud spurting everywhere and they'd piled rocks on on of the geysers about ten feet high to trap the bursts. They were constantly blowing steam in all directions like a kettle. Without doubt the most fantastic place I've ever stood.
Lets just say nobody has hay fever there. You have no nasal hairs to irritate. They're burned off. Fire and brimstone. You have to watch where you're walking too as the Icelandic approach to health and safety was a talk where the geezer said "If the water or mud looks like its boiling, it is, so don't touch it". Within seconds, a huge young Russian soldier dipped his hand in a pool and was bussed away to a hospital.
