Tuesday, 10 July 2012

Day4 - Tuesday

The Fawlty Towers farce continues....

Breakfast at 08:00 as requested. A bottle of orange juice, some fresh bread, a couple of croissants, some butter, cheese and jam / marmalade with pot of tea. For 6 euros a head. We were expecting toast (they don't have a toaster) with eggs and bacon to set us up. But we had some juice, a cuppa, some bread, butter and marmalade. Hmmm...

Never mind, at least the bikes were still in the garage and it wasn't raining although showers were (again) forecast. We'd been lucky on the ride down from Amiens with only a couple of short / sharp showers so the prospect of a fully dry day brightened our spirits as we set off for the various war grave / battle / monuments sites. As usual, routes loaded into sat navs are followed, but crucially I'd had to search out a fuel station which meant that my unit had done a route recalculation. This we learnt when we found ourselves on a farm track - unpaved road with muddy puddles and grass growing down the centre of the single track "road". We emerged the other end and resorted to using Steve's with the original route and keeping our eye's open for a fuel station, which we duly found.

The American War Graves site was our 3rd stop of the day and it is very impressive. Superb roadway leading to it, landscaped parking areas, new reception area (completed just 5 years ago) with underground "bunker" for displays and then a free guided tour that took an hour and filled our heads with WW2 knowledge (mainly of the dead) - all after the rigorous "airport style" security check at the entrance to reception. Just who do they think will want to blow up the dead? Anyway, from there we had no problems with the sat navs, both of which behaved themselves and stuck to the original planned route. We rode on all sorts of roads, from the afore mentioned track to dual carriageway "motorway standard" roads and with so many stops I lost count. Everywhere we stop we find people just want to chat. English, Canadian, American, Irish, Belgian, Dutch and even the French (who just love the fact I attempt to converse with them in French) are all so friendly, and other bikers too. In fact, it is only the people in their motorhomes that don't seem to mix and join in, keeping their own company or that of other like minded motorhome people.

We closed today with a meal in another establishment in Arromanches where I had fish and chips and Steve had steak and chips, both of us having profiteroles with chocolate and cream for desert. We then went and did a little exploring before turning in for the night.

Total mileage Day4 = 90 miles.

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