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Anyone who didn't grow up completely isolated in the big city will be familiar with the almost endless expanse of freshly harvested fields. It's a good place to show off.
Wide and peaceful, endless space. Time for stubble cross.
It was time again at the beginning of September. The rural youth called for a fun stollen party. Showing the townsfolk what's possible.
What do you need?
Fifteen hectares of field, a chip shop, a beer mushroom, four dixies. Fat speakers, fluttering tape - the party is ready.
A thousand thanks to Martin Hass and Stephone_F for the pictures. Once again, you captured the mood perfectly.
... then you get such fantastic pictures. Many thanks to @Stephon_F
Have you checked the air filter? Yes. Found anything? Yes.
The weather was great, wide open spaces and low sun always go well together. In the middle of it all and everywhere: powerful mopeds, brave girls and motivated men. The clothes were colorful and the atmosphere was great.
The range of vehicles brought along made a huge impression. Everything that rolled was brought along.
In addition to fat daily drivers, there are also English scramblers from the 60s, modern crossers, self-built three-wheelers, ex-pizza delivery service automatic scooters and of course our favorite genre: single cylinders from the 70s to 90s.
Yamahas at the front, Suzuki and Honda have also taken the plunge. They also seem to be quite capable. You can hear that.
Pictures: Martin Hass
The organizers from the Bad Segeberg district went all out. The girls and boys gave their all.
Cleverly designed routes offered space for all ages, all abilities and all tastes.
Just relax and empty the tank. Try out and explore what your bike can do. Very varied, very very cool.
There's no need to describe what the party was like on Saturday night. Somewhere between Thanksgiving and a mosh pit. Sometimes it has to be. In any case, nobody came to any harm.
And catchy tunes eventually pass by themselves.
Pictures: Martin Hass
