I came across this bike while on a rainy autumn walk. Admirably, somebody went to a great deal of trouble to solder this together, just for it to slowly rust away in a Tyrolean meadow.
In the watery mist, I did not meet a soul on my walk around the lake. Therefore, no one could wonder what on earth a sensible woman was doing going for a swim in this weather. The locals simply don’t realise what they are missing.