Norway, you broke me.

Someone didn’t get the memo. The open speed limit in Norway is 80kmph**. For those of you who haven’t been playing the home game, the bikes we are riding only get comfortable at 150kmph upwards. So what does this mean?

Pain. And plenty of it.

For the non bike riders in the audience, pain and discomfort on a motorcycle leads to fatigue. Fatigue leads to bad. It’s a simple equation.

true == no fun == ((pain || fatigue) + motorcycle) == (maimed || death))

After 160kms into Norway, I couldn’t move my shoulders or turn my head over to my blind spot. My counterpart couldn’t feel his hands and was starting to lose sensation in his feet. Unable to proceed safely, we really didn’t have much of a choice but to turn about and hole up for the evening in the most splendid of accommodations…

It’s true, Norway broke me. In serious amounts of discomfort, it would have been suicide to press on at such “retarded” speeds. Plus it was in no way fun and everyone knows that “fun rules” =]

The good news is I’m definitely coming back to Norway, but with a whole different set of machinery. It is a very “pretty” place that deserves another crack!

** There are some limited motorways around Oslo that allow 110kmph. Whoop.

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