Day Eight - Black Forest to Dinant, Belgium
During the night, we heard thunder and heavy rain, so I was expecting a deluge, and a day of wet riding. But, it wasn't so bad.
After breakfast, we packed up the bikes, and I noticed a police S Class Mercedes, followed by a police armoured truck, and another S Class, all with the blue lights on. Within about 2 minutes, we caught them up (they weren't going fast), and they were sat in traffic, making no attempt to go past. I made the decision to filter past, but said to Mark not to stop in the middle of the convoy. As I went past, the officers in all three vehicles were turned round in their seats, so they were obviously quite surprised to be overtaken by ze English!
We rode for a few miles, slowly getting away from the police convoy, then turned off, and they didn't follow, so we were relieved!
A German town.
Then, more Black Forest.

I raced off ahead, and stopped to make myself more comfortable

and then Mark turned up. I said that if he had a similar bike to mine, we could go down some fire tracks, but he was happy to wait, while I had my fun.
After a few minutes, I realised that I was far enough away to get into trouble if things went wrong, so turned back. We then went out of the Black Forest, and had a blast on the Autobahn. A quick check to make sure everything was strapped down, and we're off.
Part of the reason for no panniers was to go for a top speed run. It was a windy day, so I wasn't going to push my luck. On the first (and only

) attempt, the GPS read 146mph, which was 2 better than last year, on the bent bike

As it was windy, and traffic was building, I decided to quit while I was ahead. With no traffic, and less wind, I would say that 155mph would be achievable, but not today.
Once off the Autobahn, we stopped at Keuchingen for a quick sandwich, before carrying on to Luxembourg.
On leaving the town, traffic was heavy, and there were roadworks, but it wasn't moving. We rode to the front, and there was a lorry, which was too wide to get over the restricted bridge, so we just went around. With the volume of traffic, and nowhere for him to turn around, it would have been a long day for anyone sat in that traffic!
Sat nav programmed to now avoid motorways and tolls, it routed us straight through the middle of Luxembourg City.

Luckily we had the intercom, as there were loads of traffic lights. To anyone watching me that day in the city, yes I did mean to step the back of the bike out and pull a supermoto style wheelie on that pedestrian crossing!

Those while lines are slippery, even in the dry!
We stopped for petrol, and Marks bike then decided to play silly buggers with the alarm, so after getting all the office workers to look out the windows, and Mark throwing some toys out of his pram got the bike started, and pressed on.

We then got into Belgium, and were hit by gale force winds. Is Belgium always this windy?
After a while, we arrived at our hotel for the night
http://www.casteldepontalesse.be which I booked the night before.

This hotel is in the middle of nowhere, down some tiny back lanes, so is great if you want to stay somewhere off the beaten track.

As this was our last night, we wanted a bit of luxury, so bags dumped in the room, we went for a swim.
Cocktails were consumed in the bar before dinner, then on to the main event.
We were feeling risky tonight, so played menu roulette, and didn't know what we were going to get.

We needn't have worried!
My pork
Chicken for Mark

And melting chocolate soufflé
I told them "less fruit, more chocolate", but they pretended not to understand.

Luckily, Mark decided against licking his plate clean tonight.
A few drunk pictures, maybe a bit blurred!
A drunk arty shot
Back to the bar for a few last night celebratory libations, then off to bed.
