Stefan, Ulf, me. Three fourtysomethings decide to ride on the top of a hill with their singlespeed bikes. Kaunertaler Gletscherstrasse in Austria.
It is hot. It is steep. Very steep. At no point we can see the whole road winding up the hill, it is not bad, but steep. Very steep. Stefan does zig-zagging, Ulf starts pushing his bike, I flip the wheel to ride fixed with a bigger cog. A group of guys with handbikes keep me motivated.
On top of the hill we feel the pain in all the bones, coincidentally the top of the hill is injured like us.
