Sommerach to Karlovy Vary, Czech Republic

I laughed out loud as we got caught behind the slowest tractor ever, which crawled up the hill out of Sommerach at a speed so leisurely that it failed to register on our speedometer. Besides every plan going horribly awry, a further feature of this year’s tour has been a plenitude of Farmer Palmers. TheyContinue reading “Sommerach to Karlovy Vary, Czech Republic”

Bitch Slapped by Bamberg, Bavaria, Germany

The monotonous, flat panorama buckled into a few low, forested hills as we drove across the Franconian wine country towards Bamberg. A UNESCO World Heritage Site, Bamberg came highly recommended. There were even a few nice villages en route, which contrasted sharply with Düllstadt, a town near our campsite, which lived up to its nameContinue reading “Bitch Slapped by Bamberg, Bavaria, Germany”

“I’m Sorry I Haven’t A Cluny” – The City of the Horse, Bourgogne, France

Since the caravan brakes didn’t fail and we’ve already used up the stress-making options of a Kamikaze Lorry and towing a caravan through the Mistral, Mark tried to add a different layer of excitement to our departure. As he loaded the bikes on to the van, he tried to amputate the end of his fingerContinue reading ““I’m Sorry I Haven’t A Cluny” – The City of the Horse, Bourgogne, France”

Hints on Heating, Heroines and Horses – Radon to Jargeau, France

A Drive through Le Perche towards Orléans I was gagging for a cuppa! I’d used my last tea bag and my supplies were all buried somewhere within Big Blue. Mark had laid down the law; no foraging until the bikes came off the back of the van. Since we were making a succession of brief,Continue reading “Hints on Heating, Heroines and Horses – Radon to Jargeau, France”