Motorcycling To Zurich – Day 01
It’s 4am as I type this from my 2 man tent in Montherme, France. I’ve just been woken by a torrential downpour and I’m wondering if my tent was designed to withstand this level of bettering from the elements…
Yes, you guessed it, I’m camping… this time in France.
It’s my Dad’s 70th birthday party next weekend in Zurich, so I decided to make an adventure out of it and ride my motorcycle (I’ve named her Noushka – as in Anoushka without the first A) to Zurich instead of fly.
Yesterday morning I woke at 5am and rode to Dover to catch my 8am ferry to Dunqerke, France. After 6 hours of blatting down the motorways (a technical term for riding my motorcycle fast) I arrived in Montherme, a quaint French village built beside a peaceful river.
I set up my tent and ‘viola’ (as all the French say – pronounced ‘wal-la’), I was in camping heaven… until I realized I left my motorcycle boots outside to be filled with rain… Oh well, I’m going to have wet feet when I get back on my bike, but hey, that’s why I call this adventure motorcycling, not sightseeing from a bus!
Caio for now… I’m off to listen to my Relaxation For Manifestation in the rain…
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