I started riding toward the Alps in beautiful weather, though a bit cold. I took a break at midday to eat my sandwiches. As I tried to put everything back into my bag it happened. On the first day after only 2 hours my motorcycle fell. The path where I placed it was a little inclined and as I packed, it started to roll and then fell. I couldn’t believe it; I thought I had to turn back before it even started. I was happy I didn’t buy a heavier motorcycle, after taking off my bag I was able to lift it upright again. Fortunately the only damage was a badly bent clutch lever. I decided to live with the bent clutch lever and packed my things on again. After 8 hours (I didn’t use the Autobahn) I arrived in Tenero.


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