Particularly like this snap. Seven days in and I already look like a homeless hobo, shoeless and disheveled and totally out of kilter with the picturesque surroundings. Love this side of life, bringing balance to the suited and booted professional that awaits at home.
We had almost 200miles to cover today. Our plans evolving as the days pass we had decided to end the day at Dieppe to make the following morning easier.
Below, filling Sarah's tiny fuel tank from the DR650 when we ran out of petrol l. (the fuel station on the satnav didn't exist)
Below, the TET heading north from Orleans.
A few days ago I managed pick up a virus or bug of some sort that had affected me with a fever and sore chest / throat. An easy day meandering through the warm farm lands was a welcome thought.
Above, an instant Baguette machine by the roadside. For when you have that addictive craving, but just can't wait for the next bakery.
Below, random house.
Fortunately my baguette addiction is under control and I was able to handle the cravings until this Boulanger appeared.
...lunch served roadside. Whilst lunching a chap in a car spotted the bikes and made the V sign we demonstrate below. It's the sign that bikers display as they pass one another in Europe. Or it's shown by car or truck drivers to symbolise they too are bike riders.
On this occasion the chap stopped to talk and ask where had we been, he let us know he is the leader of a local biker club. Nice guy.
More lanes and roads heading north. Following the TET takes you off the beaten track, I love it. An added benefit is that you rarely encounter traffic.
Coming full circle to the start of this post and we found ourselves in Lyons la Foret. It's an achingly beautiful village looking every bit a medieval town in modern day France.
My guess is that this place has seen its share of poor shoeless beggars in days of old and my minor indiscretion is just a reflection of days past.
In a change to the usual 'man hanging on cross', this roadside shrine deviated to 'Mother Mary and child'. Personally, I favour this symbolism of Christianity, it speaks of love and of family. The child with its whole life journey ahead and the possibilities that brings.
We continued meandering north at a steady 50mph and just as the sun was setting, the coast came into view.
Dieppe is a beautiful town and well worth a visit.
And so ends this trip, it was 1000miles just on french soil. Hopefully I've changed an opinion on France (of one travelling companion..cough... Sarah) and I also hope I've been an embassador for England to the French.
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