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This is a late entry as we have had some Wifi Difficulties and we have been busy in Rome etc.
We started off again on one bike Big Red and did the Tunnel for the third time in a week. We met a couple of guys on thier way to Rome, one was reluctant and the other like John Travolta from Wild Hogs,(he wanted to just ride ride, no matter the weather). They feature a couple of days and week later.
The weather was wet at first then warmed up. It was just a slog down the motorway until we got to Chaource just North of Troyes. The hotel was a small motel in a sweet town. We wandered down to town once we had settled in, the whole town was rattling with Pink Floyd's the Wall. The local drum school were having a session in the village hall and ten or more drummers blasting out at the same time! We had our first French Fancy to the Who later. The town is famous for its cheeses, which we tasted at dinner. There was a 30's Bentley fast back parked up in the garage making its way home to UK from a rally near Rome.
Next day 10th June Lyon
We chose to ride through the Champagne region off the motorways to Dijon, the roads were clear and twisty and not a vine yard in sight, but lots of Champagne Caves selling their wares at the side of the road. The weather was warm with rain on and off. We were lucky as the river Siene was very swollen and the locals complaining about the weather, just like the UK. But we were happy with it, perfect riding weather, not to hot.
After Dijon we blasted the second half down the autoroutes to Lyon, lots of rain this time! We arrived and it had warmed up, hot in fact. We stopped at one Harley shop, for our ABC competition, the second on we could not find. The traffic was clogged due to an accident or something, and the sat nav went mad!! Grrrrr, after a second trip round the ring route and a deluge of rain, in rush hour traffic, we stopped at our next nights accomodation, but did not trust the sat nav, so scratched our heads and re-read the emails. It was right, we rode into an area where there was nothing but 60's flats to be greeted by the inn keeper for the night, in his flat?? It was a tired accomodaton but he was friendly, so in for a penny and all that.
We took advice to get to Lyon from said inn keeper, and ignored it and walked the wrong way. The other guests a group of boys looking at us in disdain, and it was hot again. We had walked about a mile of more before we realised we were going the wrong way, turned around and caught the bus onto town for food, of course it rained on us once we got there but I had brolly in hand. We visited a sweet shop on the way, Meg our daughter would have liked it, even had a motorbike made from sweets.
After a good nights sleep and breakfast we bade aurevoir to France to make our way to South of Genoa.
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