“Dai che nemo”, it means “let's go” in veronese dialect. In this way express a group of fun amateur enduro bikers, who transform their off-road passion into a way to face the weekly stress.
Since a decade crossing not only Veneto ground, they are young dudes but also 57-year-old men reluctant to pension. Without doubts, the spirit which combines these characters is bold and exuberant. They're original… they have a Vice President, but not a presiden; they have a king, yes, but he deserves this title because he throws motorcycles; they organize the water games day “dai che nemo without borders”; the famous ridings during the night, obviously without lights.
In this easygoing group couldn't miss the many encounters in some pubs and taverns to discuss about important topics, such as “the future of the air suspensions” or “the injection on the 2T”… ah, joking! They're only thinking about the next mischief.
It looks like a usual, common Saturday. We meet, we see who arrives, some have the the signed permission to drive until 4 pm, some are shirkers, those who are practicing abstinence arrive, but without boots…. Bullshits have never an end.
After checking motorcycles, wheels, tanks and after insulting GVR, no matter his presence, we leave.