Here We Go Again!

After a good night’s shut eye I woke up to…rain…..and a rather splendid breakfast!

To celebrate just how good the breakfast was and how heavy it was raining, I broke out my all in one Richa rain suit, had it five years never used it….I can report that it was superb, but unfortunately it now has a hole at the bottom of the leg where it touched the exhaust! The rain came down continuously from when I left the hotel at 08.45 until around 11.30, most of the time I was on the autoroute heading south towards Clermont Ferrand and the spray had to be experienced to be believed! Was I glad that I had a nice new front tyre with lots of excellent deep tread to cut through the standing water!

So you will appreciate that I have not grabbed any new photos this morning! Currently stopped for fuel and a breather at St Amand Montrond, which is just about the middle of France as you can get! Now looking forward to about another 150 miles of Autoroute, tedious, yes a little, but a good way to munch away the miles to the mountains.

Hopefully the hotel tonight has working WiFi so watch out, should be another update later!
In the meantime here is a pic from yesterday to keep you going.

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Knock Off Day One

Good evening everyone, from a rather warm Chinon.

On reflexion, quite a mixed, yet highly enjoyable day.

I spoke too soon at lunchtime, cos when I got going again it really threw it down for a couple of miles. Then it stopped, then it started, then it stopped and started again…but only for a few minutes each time. By Angers things were definitely looking better, by Saumur the sun came out then it got nicely warm….now it’s pouring again, but the riding is over for the day!

283 miles in total, today, yes I know it’s more than google maps says, but I’m not always going the direct route.

Strangest sight of the day was a car parked in the corner of a field, next to a really fast bit of road, but with AV signs on it (French for À Vendre, for sale). It struck me:
1, Why park it next to a very fast road with no chance of people stopping;
2, No phone number;
3, Would you want to buy a car that had obviously been driven across a rather rutted field??????

Mind you this was pretty strange too, in the middle of a roundabout, halfway between Rennes and Angers…

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The Loire between Angers and Saumur.

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And finally, my hotel…with ensuite Harley outside my room, perfect!

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Catch ya down the road tomorrow, long plugging day down the Autoroute to Clermont Ferrand and St. Étienne, stopping just South of St. E, let’s see what I can find on the way!

Dookes

Just South of Rennes

Hello everyone, it’s really happening now!

I am currently taking a short break at Vern sur Seiche, which is just south of Rennes.

After the à la carte of last night it’s down to earth with a bump for lunch, yep I’m in McDonalds! To be fair, McD in France is quite a bit different to back home, like you see slim people having lunch and the menu has some reasonably healthy stuff on it.

The run from Roscoff was nice. Weather reasonably kind so far, just a couple of light showers, but still bladdy windy. Filled up with gas at Morlaix, e157 a litre, then mile munched to near Jugon and took a break, 74miles in 53 mins, not bad. Traffic on Rennes rocade was merde, fuelled here so grabbed the opportunity of a quick bite and blog!

One of the many great things about a motorbike is that you are out there experiencing it all, weather, dirt and smells. This morning I had a bit of it all, but what a variety of smells! There was a bakery near Morlaix, a pâtisserie near Dinan, coffee roasters near Rennes, but best (worst) of all following two pig transport lorries through a five mile long contra- flow, poo!

This was the view from my balcony on board when we docked in Roscoff.

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We Are Sailing!

Don’t worry, no link to Rod the Mod!!!

Well, that was probably the worse 25 miles I have ever ridden! Horizontal torrential rain, gusting high winds, standing water everywhere and knob head car drivers with no lights on that wanted to get on the back of the bike! Rant over…..honest.

On the plus side, Harley and I were waved onto the ship like royalty, at least the French crew sympathise with us bikers in this weather.

Tonight it’s the flagship sailing with MV Pont-Aven, which is both really nice and comfortable but also a darn big boat! Actually, that’s like saying that Turner was quite a good painter and Isaac Newton was OK at maths….the ship is MASSIVE weighing in at 41,700tonnes, she is 605 feet long and 101 feet wide and can carry over 2400 passengers.

She has a fantastic à la carte restaurant, as well as two self service troughs plus every facility that a cruise liner boasts.

MV Pont-Aven was named after the town of Pont-Aven in Brittany. The town is famous as the home of a group of artists known as the Pont-Aven School, and the interior décor of the ship commemorates this link.

Oh I nearly forgot to say I’m booked into one of the Commodore Class Cabins, with loads of luxuries, gotta pamper the old bones these days! Also very nice, is that the cabin has a balcony!!! Not that I’ll be using it on account of the hooley blowing out in the Channel!

MV Pont Aven:

Enough of all that stuff, I’m off to get supper and I think I’m going to treat myself to the à la carte…!

Tomorrow, another day and France.

Sweet Dreams.

Dookes

Weather!!

OK then, about an hour from now I’m going to head off towards Plymouth and the ferry port.

Currently the rain is hammering down and the wind has really got up, “Deep Joy,” as Professor Unwin would have said!

Blog ya later, I’m off to find me snorkel!

Dookes

 

Today’s The Day!

Good Thursday everyone, well, it’s finally arrived the start of the latest trip!

Thanks for all the comments and emails, keep ’em coming as I hope it’s it’s going to get more interesting and your contact gives me a nice feeling when miles away!

Currently I’m dashing around in a state of controlled, yet excited, frenzy. Checking over Harley for the umpteenth time, getting packed and loading up….this open road freedom thing is hard work!

It’s funny, but always find the time just before a trip to be a little surreal, a mixture of excitement, worry, apprehension and pedantic checking.

Excitement is obvious I guess.

Worry; have I remembered everything, what have I forgotten, there’s always something.

Apprehension; cos riding a motorbike can be, lets face it, dangerous.

Pedantic checking; see the three previous comments!!!

Maybe a little music would help? Click here.

Is the road trip dream? Well sort of……but without the ending and all the other hassles that the lads had through the film!

Check out Peter Fonda’s “Captain America” Chopper…no front brake!

Off to Plymouth later to catch the ferry to Roscoff in Brittany. I’m told that there is WiFi on board, if so, I’ll Blog you from the high seas later! Also I understand that the weather forecast for the sea crossing is decidedly rough….force nine gales predicted!

Ride Safe.

Dookes

Not Long To Go!

Not long to go now before the next trip, 7 days and counting!

We set sail next Thursday, I sincerely hope that the storms that are currently battering us today have passed over by then!

Best wishes to everyone from Plymouth HoG Chapter who are off to Portugal on Sunday, I hope the Bay of Biscay is kind to you, have a great time at the European rally. See you on the Independence Day Ride Out.

Before the service and the awful weather set in, Harley and I have been out getting some miles under the rubber around Devon, Cornwall and Somerset. A nice part of the country to ride a motorbike…before all the summer visitors arrive!

This is Dartmoor on a sunny day.

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Another trip took us to Slapton Sands, site of the infamous D-Day rehearsal cock up in 1944. A few years ago one of the American Sherman tanks that sank off the beach was salvaged and now forms a memorial to the troops that died. Compare it to the sister tank at Saumur, very moving.

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Ride hard, ride safe!

Dookes

Steaming On

Well, we’ve all just enjoyed an extended holiday weekend here in the U.K. and true to form it rained for most of the time in Cornwall! Which meant no motorcycling; no, I’m not a fair weather rider, it’s just a little silly to risk it on a brand new front tyre…particularly a skinny one like on the front of the Softail.

Being at a bit of loose end, I was very happy to get an invite to spend a day on the wonderful South Devon Railway, and get re-acquainted with the niceties of driving a standard gauge steam locomotive.

What a great day we had on a super little Class Two Standard Loco, number 78019, here she is at Totnes, before setting off on our last trip which, unusually, was a freight train.

So, a big thank you to my very good friend Bledd, for making it all possible and sharing the day with me! Diolch y’n fawr.

Shame that the rain did not let up until about six in the evening, but at least on a steam loco half of you is always dry cos that’s the side nearest to the fire!

A funny couple of facts link this type of loco and a Harley is that they both have two cylinders and are also very heavy for the power that they produce!!

Lets hope that the next post is about Harley on the road!

Dookes

Service Please!

Today saw Harley visiting our good friends at Thor Motorcycles near Bodmin, for a serious pre-trip service. Colin and his gang did us proud as usual. I am always pleased with the excellent work that Thor do for me and how good Harley feels every time I get her back. This time was no exception, and despite having to take it steady on the way home across Bodmin Moor, due to a new front tyre, the old girl feels like new again!

So, thanks again; Col, Beccy and Co. see you when we get back.

For the rest of you, check out Thor’s site here

Dookes

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The Next Trip Revealed

Welcome back friend!

OK, so I guess it’s time to reveal where I’m off to this time……

Well, lets begin like this;

It was 1969, London was swinging,

England had a decent football team,

Wales won the Triple Crown and Five Nations Rugby (again!)

Michael Caine was still young,

so was Twiggy (but she looks better now!)

There were Mini’s everywhere…………..

…………..even in Italy and they had the Lamborghini Miura as well!

Yes folks its:

Click here, for the film intro experience, turn up the volume and ride back to the sixties.

Yep, I’m off to the Italian Alps, to find those roads, they are there and I gotta ride them!

The film intro was shot on two separate mountain passes in Northern Italy, the famous Grand San Bernardo and the lesser known Petit San Bernardo, both not far from Aosta.

I’ve loved this bit of cinematography since the first time I saw it in 1969 and now I’m going to find where it was shot and ride it for myself, come rain or shine!

On the way I’m taking in some of the classic mountain passes of the French Alps as seen on Le Tour de France. It will be interesting to see how Harley behaves at altitude, some of the roads are amongst the highest in Europe!!!

I’ll also make a brief visit to Switzerland, before heading back via Annecy and Limoges.

So what do you say? Are you up for it? Only 13 days to go before we ride!

Rock on!

Dookes

PS Listen to that Lambo engine at 18 seconds in the video, magic!