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loginTo the best of my translation, it read that when the light was read, the road was closed and no one was allowed to descend, even bicycles. The times were "example" times, and "periodic", so I parked the bike and prepared to wait. It was quarter of two - I had time to wait. And I waited. I found a grassy spot, dropped some gear and laid back to watch the clouds and cows.
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loginAfter 45 minutes I started to get antsy. A few cars had come up the road, but so far no one was interested in going down. I toyed with the idea of going down anyway, but my love of life and law kept me from doing so. I did, however, stop one of the cars to ask them what they knew of the timing of the red light. It was enlightening: it would turn green at three o'clock. Another half hour to go! Because the road was so narrow, and corners so tight, it was a one-way road that changed directions at certain times.
About ten minutes before the appointed time, cars started to appear and lined up back from the light. Other people knew about this time - what had I missed, and where? The first car in line was very polite and let me go ahead of her when the time came. At least I wouldn't be behind a camper!
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loginNow that I knew that it was a one way road I was a lot more comfortable with the blind cornersvisitors can't see pics , please
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loginThe road was a ski run in the winter, and metal supports would be used to fence off the edgesvisitors can't see pics , please
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loginBecause of the unexpected delay at the top, I re-routed for a direct line home. Unfortunately, this put me directly into post-work traffic.
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loginAnd it was getting hotter, too. The temperature hovered between 32-33, but hit a high of 35 as I hit the Basel traffic jamvisitors can't see pics , please
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loginAnd that, my friends, is how I spent my Monday
