Today I rode all day in the Black Forest guided by locals that knew all the best routes. I don't quite have the words to describe how amazing this riding is. It is like nothing I've ever ridden before. There were times I was literally laughing out loud in my helmet I was having so much fun. We'd climb over a pass on a one-lane, beautifully paved road, then drop down a 17% grade into a village that looks like it came out of a movie set, then follow a river through a valley, then back up another pass, and repeat over and over again.
The roads we were on would be considered "logging roads" or "fire roads" in the U.S. The only difference here is that they are all paved. Not just rustic, patchy pavement, but glorious hiking path style asphalt. Imagine riding through a golf course on the cart paths at speed. These roads are twisty and technical enough that a supermoto or streetfighter style bike would be at home. Big horsepower isn't going to get you far here; nimble handling is key.
A stop for a cup of coffee at a small roadside cafe completed the whole package:
It's been a couple hours since I've been off the motorcycle, and I still can't stop smiling. It is going to be difficult not starting the riding part of our trip for another week knowing those roads are out there. I can't wait for Brayde to experience this for herself.
-Matt
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