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Part 1
My part of the Roadtrip started at Friday August 4th at my holiday place in Locarno. From there it was all Italian Autostrada through Milan, then Turin, and from there towards France. - Man, the Italians are still the kings of the middle lane moron game. Then and there I set a new personal record on how many cars I could undertake uninterrupted in one go, it's now at 12 cars, while the leftmost lane was clogged up. Just baffles the mind. - Anyway, on to some pictures:
First bigger stop near the french-italian border to give my legs some welcoming movement.
First alpine pass of the day: The Col d'Iozard
Afterwards a nice stretch of faster road (Castle Queyras in the background)
The next alpine pass: The awesome Col de Vars
You can't beat sunset hooning on empty roads
That magic hour light made even the Barkwagon looking good
Third alpine pass of the day: The long but tight-roaded Col de la Cayolle
By this time darkness was setting in giving the next stretch with its many small tunnels quite a creepy feel
But hey I had tons of fun. Since I was mostly alone on this road I basicly turned all the tunnels into concert halls.
(Listen to this video with something that has a bit of bass)
0:03 "Thunderbirds are go", volume up to 11, 0:16 and 4:17, as you can hear I really had fun, man that bark sound will never get old. 
I took the night on the side of the road somewhere along the route, simply bunking in the car as soon as I felt too tired to drive on.
The next day, Saturday August 5th: Tearing through the french countryside. During the morning hours I made a big loop around the Lac de Saint Croix.
I had to be before 14:00 at the campsite to grab a pitch for the rest of the roadtrip crew. But when I turned up at 13:00 there was already a line of people, all with the same idea...
...and sure enough, there was no space anymore after the first few people in the line got lucky. Crap. So I went to a few campsites more and finally found a pitch at the 4th site I visited. The late incoming roadtrip crew paid my meal in the evening as a thank you for the effort. Nice of them. - There you go, here's your room for the night, Sirs. And lady.
End of part 1
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Part 2
The next morning, Sunday August the 6th, back in my hotel room I woke up to a strange sound. Sounded like rain. - And sure enough: Ack, come on!
Happy days at the campsite!
Anyway, soon enough the weather cleared and it would become a truly great first day of hooning around
Now that's what I'm talking about!
Midday pause in the small hill town of Sigale. Meet the crew: Icebone, MWF, LadyMFW 3.0, Eye-Q
I just love these french villages
That day most roads were on the tighter side of the scale. Eye-Q, as my passenger for the day in the Barkwagon audibly prefered the more open roads. So it was soon clear that he would take his own car the following day, mostly to avert to be passenger again with a certain swiss maniac who likes to go fast as hell regardless of the width of the road. Thehe.
Anyway, was a great day
End of part 2
My part of the Roadtrip started at Friday August 4th at my holiday place in Locarno. From there it was all Italian Autostrada through Milan, then Turin, and from there towards France. - Man, the Italians are still the kings of the middle lane moron game. Then and there I set a new personal record on how many cars I could undertake uninterrupted in one go, it's now at 12 cars, while the leftmost lane was clogged up. Just baffles the mind. - Anyway, on to some pictures:
First bigger stop near the french-italian border to give my legs some welcoming movement.
First alpine pass of the day: The Col d'Iozard
Afterwards a nice stretch of faster road (Castle Queyras in the background)
The next alpine pass: The awesome Col de Vars
You can't beat sunset hooning on empty roads
That magic hour light made even the Barkwagon looking good
Third alpine pass of the day: The long but tight-roaded Col de la Cayolle
By this time darkness was setting in giving the next stretch with its many small tunnels quite a creepy feel
But hey I had tons of fun. Since I was mostly alone on this road I basicly turned all the tunnels into concert halls.
(Listen to this video with something that has a bit of bass)
I took the night on the side of the road somewhere along the route, simply bunking in the car as soon as I felt too tired to drive on.
The next day, Saturday August 5th: Tearing through the french countryside. During the morning hours I made a big loop around the Lac de Saint Croix.
I had to be before 14:00 at the campsite to grab a pitch for the rest of the roadtrip crew. But when I turned up at 13:00 there was already a line of people, all with the same idea...
...and sure enough, there was no space anymore after the first few people in the line got lucky. Crap. So I went to a few campsites more and finally found a pitch at the 4th site I visited. The late incoming roadtrip crew paid my meal in the evening as a thank you for the effort. Nice of them. - There you go, here's your room for the night, Sirs. And lady.
End of part 1
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Part 2
The next morning, Sunday August the 6th, back in my hotel room I woke up to a strange sound. Sounded like rain. - And sure enough: Ack, come on!
Happy days at the campsite!
Anyway, soon enough the weather cleared and it would become a truly great first day of hooning around
Now that's what I'm talking about!
Midday pause in the small hill town of Sigale. Meet the crew: Icebone, MWF, LadyMFW 3.0, Eye-Q
I just love these french villages
That day most roads were on the tighter side of the scale. Eye-Q, as my passenger for the day in the Barkwagon audibly prefered the more open roads. So it was soon clear that he would take his own car the following day, mostly to avert to be passenger again with a certain swiss maniac who likes to go fast as hell regardless of the width of the road. Thehe.
Anyway, was a great day
End of part 2
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The next morning there was another cricket sitting between the tents and the cars.
