Been out to the Sölkpass SR/XT meeting

... and my dad and my humble self did more km on the XTs in a single rideout than he did in the entire last year.

Now there's a distinct reason, why my dad's XT is called "the pretty one" and mine's called "Dre-XT-Stück".

A few corners before reaching Pyhrn-Pass.

If it's called "Kirchenwirt", it's only stereotypical that the local church official has got his own reserved parking spot.

The meeting itself is rather small and at the end of gravel-track (hence us riding on the ol' XTs), but the turnout was good and a lot of old friends have been met.

Even though not quite an SR/XT 500, that BSA B31 was probably the sexiest bike at the meeting (at least in my opinion. Even though my dad heavily drooled over the endearingly well-used Guzzi LM4.

We only paid a short visit to the actual bike rally as there was another action item that had to be tackled. On top of the Hengstpass is a little hut, which amongst other things sells some rather delicious Kaiserschmarrn. (Sort of a sweet omelette served with homemade fruit-jam)

Unfortunately on the way home at an intersection we had a bit of a misunderstanding that caused a bit of bent metal, a broken mirror and some bruises.

But as we had some discussion, why the performance of the pretty one was somewhat lacking a bit compared to the Dre-XT-Stück, I dug out a well perforated airbox-lid. As I suspected, the old girl was running rich in all places and that extra bit of air made her very, very lively.

So lively in fact, that I decided that the old Dre-XT-Stück will eventually get the same treatment, especially as she's awaiting a 600 engine transplant some time later this year.