The day dawned cloudy and threatened rain, but despite the uncertainty, we all thought the same thing, until it rains, we will not be with the desire to go!
arrived at 10:00 pm the meeting point Gaona y Camino del Buen Ayre and waiting for us and Guille (Jawa 300-Rosa de los Vientos), Germany (Suzuki 125), Dario (Jawa 640 azul_dama of Heaven). A few minutes later came Carlos (Jawa 638-Blaze Speed), Pablo (Jawa Route 40 - The Lone II), Hugo (Honda 550 Four red), Marcelo "The Viking" (1110 black Yamaha), Ariel "spoon" (Honda Rebel 250), Marcelo (Jawa 638), Hernan (Jawa 638-Ball 8) and Ricardo (Jawa 638 - White Bear) and I miss, Tony (Jawa Sport-The Dino). Paul brought his new Jawa 350 Route 40 and stayed a long time watching this beautiful machine! We left in convoy
60 km / h as Carlos and Alejandra were burn-in period with their bikes. Around noon we arrived at the monument to Pappo, erected in the place that had the accident, this is on Route 5 road to Mercedes. We wanted to pay our humble tribute to "the tent," the best white blues, as once defined by the maestro BB King. The monument is simple but plain, there can read a short excerpt of the blues "mistrust (of life)."
Then we went to lunch at a restaurant-grill on Route 5, chosen at random without knowing it, then we found that it was the same man who had dined with his son Pappo Luciano and his girlfriend before the fatal accident. The restaurant was full of boxes with pictures of the owners and waiters with famous who had been there, I noticed that there was no with Pappo and asked why they responded to what was there before the accident but decided to withdraw out of respect and to not think they wanted to profit from his death.
finishing lunch I joined Richard and Lady (Honda Shadow 650) and Adriana Nestor and (Jawa 350 Dromedary). We decided to go to the Basilica of Luján but entering a village road to Mercedes. Hugo was at the head of the caravan, passed the entrance and enter Jáuregui Olivera, follow a scenic paved road that leads us to believe Luján, but suddenly the pavement ended and we came to an unknown station abandoned train called Golney?. We decided to change back to taking the post Guillermo baqueano who said the entry was by Jáuregui Luján. Back to the road 5, entered by Jauregui, curtains and finally arrived at 16:00 am at the Basilica of parking the bikes in the newly renovated plaza. Since the return was short so we went to have killed a park near the River Lujan. At about 18:00 pm the sky was threatening rain so we decided to start back. Headphones, MP3 (Pappo for his course!), Helmet and stick around .. Returning
by Gaona, music and scenery were in perfect harmony on the road watching as the sun went down Bubola, when my ears started to ring "Maybe tomorrow" another great song from the master of the local blues ..
"Maybe tomorrow I will
boat behind that sent the wind that,
and also with the wind I will go,
behind the boat maybe forever.
As dreaming of the open sea,
the storm and cold in my voice,
scream your name, even though I may not even speak,
and I will go down in my solitude "
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