They were some of the most painful moments of my life; I seemed to be throwing a pulse to a Nature unceremoniously willing to stop at nothing and capable of wiping out everything in its path found. Then came a relative calm and the boat control became more bearable.

- Fuck, Pancho! —chillé—. It's a pirate ship, navigation light has betrayed our position and come after us! Why ...? Before closing the question and I could not imagine, My heart raced. Shouting insisted my partner: - Pancho! Pancho! Pick up the phone and call the Organization! We have at our stern a pirate ship!

North Cape is a legendary destination for any motorist. For me, I've come to Cape Town motorcycle, was almost a personal obligation to reach the northernmost point of Europe.

I arrived in Dublin at dawn. That was the last time I saw the silent city. I had breakfast with sausages and bacon and juice and watery coffee at Bed & Breakfast I chose at random by Internet. The sun came out to challenge the tough topic and show the bridges across the river Liffey.