Last time 
                    we touched base I was floating across the Mediterranean on a 
                    ferry on our way to Genova. We were travelling in convoy 
                    with Kats and about 0 km before getting on the ferry he got 
                    a blow out. So of course we were running late for the ferry 
                    so we didn't have time to fix it at the time. This meant we 
                    would have to fix it when we arrive. After we got off the 
                    boat we pulled over to the side of the road and started to 
                    dig out my tools. By the time I'd walked around to the back 
                    of Kat's Motorhome there were several coppers standing 
                    around him having a big discussion (shit). My first thought 
                    was to walk away, but as it turned out they wanted to help 
                    for a small fee of several team shirts. So after about 30 
                    minutes of discussion Kats set of to the tyre centre under 
                    police escort, police passengers and lights ablazing. Only 
                    in Italy! I wished I had a video camera. So we left him to 
                    it and we headed off along the coast road direction Pisa to 
                    try and find a camp site that was A near the water and B 
                    able to fit big campers. 
                    
                    2 ½ hours 
                    later but only about 80 km and a few 10 point u-turns we 
                    came across a place called Chiavari which ticked all the 
                    boxes right on the water just fitter our bus. Perfect. We 
                    couldn't have found a better location, about 20 km from 
                    Portofino and about the same distance in the other direction 
                    to Cinque Terre, definitely a nice part of the world.
                    
                    So the 
                    next day we planned a little site seeing trip to Portofino. 
                    We jumped on the train got off 2 stops later which was St. 
                    Margarita; we browsed at the sea-side markets and kept on 
                    walking and walking and walking until we came across this 
                    tiny cove which was only half way. So we grabbed 2 half 
                    filled glasses of orange juice and handed over 10 Euros for 
                    them and then carried on. From here on the trail entered the 
                    forest a little, with a much more elevated view. About 500 
                    meters into the trail, there was a big thud on the ground 
                    next to us which already gave us a fright let alone that it 
                    was a bloody snake. I mean in the end he was just as scared 
                    as we were as we raced off in the opposite directions.
                    
                    
                    Just as we 
                    were passing the final head land into Portofino there was 
                    the most gigantic yacht, it was about 75 meters long. Nice 
                    toy! It turns out it's for one family and all there money 
                    was made from cleaning the prince's laundry. Not bad!
                    
                    We took a 
                    bit of a look around Portofino, had a great feed and then we 
                    charted a little boat or should I say rented one and had a 
                    guided tour of the area, it was one 15 million Euro house 
                    after the next. Bit depressing really. 
                    
                    Other than 
                    our day out we basically just soaked up some rays had some 
                    awesome food and took it pretty easy. Oh yer not too mention 
                    plenty of gelati!
                    
                    The owners 
                    of the camp site were real motor-bike fans; they did 
                    everything they could to take care of us, which was real 
                    nice. Not only did they take us out for dinner, we weren't 
                    allowed to pay for the camping and they also cam with all 
                    these gifts like special olive oil, red wine, local pesto 
                    and a basil plant in a terracotta pot. Only in Italy!
                    
                    On Monday 
                    we rolled up to Monza for the next time out on the big girl 
                    and I was really looking to turn things around, particularly 
                    after what's been going down so far. Practice and qualifying 
                    went really well the whole week-end and we'd really found a 
                    much more suitable setting for me on the bike. So for the 
                    first time this year I was really starting to enjoy riding 
                    again.
                    
                    Superpole 
                    I made a complete mess of it but luckily enough I managed to 
                    stay on the front row, which is really a big help because 
                    I've been having a lot of trouble getting the thing of the 
                    line.
                    
                    The first 
                    race was to be no exception completely making a mess of it, 
                    and in doing so Chris Walker came flying through having a 
                    great start but taking my clutch lever with him. So by the 
                    time I'd made it through the first turn I was in about 20th 
                    position. So I guess you could say we're even! I managed to 
                    make my way up to 6th and brought some rally 
                    valuable brownie points not to mention the much needed 
                    championship points. The second race I was able to get off 
                    the line much more respectably and I made it through the 
                    first corner in about sixth. The final result was 4th 
                    which is again a step in the right direction and some more 
                    really valuable data and points.
                    
                    So to come 
                    away with a week-end like this has been a great help in 
                    every aspect. After Monza we were off to Zurich for a couple 
                    of weeks and finally put to bed the injuries from Valencia. 
                    So to finally go to a race in good health is something I've 
                    not yet achieved this year so I'm really looking forward to 
                    Silverstone! Fingers crossed. Thanks Karl