The CTC party met up at Dover and crossed to Calais. As we were leaving the port area disaster struck and I had a close encounter with the road and ended up wearing the bike! I was put into a taxi to the camp site as the bike was a bit bent. Nathan, one of our party managed to straighten the bent forks and, apart from a few grazes and a split lip and a bruised wrist, I was ok . There is nothing like making an impact on newly- met friends!
We set off at a leisurely pace on the undulating route to Boulogne. We encountered some quite testing hills on the way. Some of the party went off to the city but 5 of us opted out and relaxed at the camp ground.