Calfs are getting hotter, trying to gasp some air, thighs are getting harder, we want to stop and at the same time we cannot help to keep up the effort. At the end is the reward, the river with its cold water, the trout waiting behind a rock and the adrenaline that rushes when you catch it. Than when the night is falling, it’ll be the grreat downhill, with the air in the face, the very specific sound of the bearings, yet so metalic but so alive. Fishing and bicycle, who doesn’t realte to that?[vimeo https://vimeo.com/108829882]