There really is no way to sum up in words all the experiences, moments, memories, laughs, conversations, lunches, dinners, Aperol's, curves, switchbacks, brake levers (, burning trucks, wine bottles, temperatures, ferry rides, motorcycles, grappa's, coffees, cappucinos, handshakes, fuelstops (well, clusterf*cks) and - well sorry to them - panicking waiters this Alps Deluxe tour has brought us. So we will not even try.
But trust us when a German and a Belgian tourguide named Gregor and Wim just want to express their gratitude and respect to - in random order of appearance - Richard and Jacob (your OWN wine, wow!), Jeffrey and Michelle (2-up on battleship 1250, well done!), Baker and Andrew (growling Ducati precision, both father and son alike!), Mike and Andy (20 years it took you, but finally here!), Randall (Harald was right on the riding school: you DID do great!), Shawn (the quiet man in the back, but SO confident on his GS) and Holger (forever the epicurist enjoying life and always, always the most smartly dressed!).
All of you made this tour a truly memorable one. And to end in Top Gun theme... Come back! All of you can be our wingman anytime!