WORDS: CARLOS IMAGES: PHOTOHOUSE SRL/DAINESE
Pay attention, Stevens!
Throw it back 10 years or so and I bloody hated school; I just spent the days dreaming of riding, drinking or both… although not at the same time, of course. Yet flash forward a few years, and I couldn’t be happier for a day at school – as long as the word ‘riding’ is in there somewhere. There’s always something new to learn, bikes to be thrashed and world-class instruction to abuse, so when an invite came through to head over to Italy for one, I grabbed the opportunity with both hands. And the best part is, this isn’t just any old riding school – oh no, this is the Dainese Riding Masters event, where a whole host of top riders teach us mere mortals the proper way around Misano. Trackdays are cool, granted. But I’d much rather follow l like Loris Capirossi out of pitlan stuck behind Boothy’s fat orange leathers!