I'd always wondered whether a run to or from the Alps in a day was really a practical proposition or just a little but too much. I know people do it, but its not really something I've ever wanted to do. My trip down 10 days ago, which ws the first really decent trip on the 1150 saw me break the 550 (or so) miles down into two days with an overnight stop just outside and to the southwest of Reims in a Maison d'hôte. I visted Gueux for a couple of wheelies down the old straight which led me to the direction of a place about 30 minutes further on. Obviously the photo here is post wheelies, as I was on my own and couldn't, ahem, wheelie and photo at the same time (now there's a thread we need - 'show us your selfies whilst doing a wheelie').

I purposley kept away from staying in town centres and found a place tucked away in the vinyards. TBH, I don't think France is really any more of a risk than the UK when it comes to theft. You need to be careful where-ever you park. My R1200GSA got nicked in Kingston-Upon-Thames in broad daylight under video cameras, so....
The trip down was all on A and B roads which even at this time of year were empty. And fast. There was time to stand up and stretch the legs going through villages at the required 50 and 30kph limits. There were more speed cameras around but they are pretty obvious (so I await the photo from one that I probably didn't see). Riding between Troyes and Dijon, where the mustard comes from, and in the Parc national de forêts, I didn't see anyone else on the road for at least 30 minutes (but it was about 08:30 so any self respecting local was still nursing a Pernod hangover). The GSA hadn't done more than a couple of hundred miles over the past few years so I was a bit anxious about the trip, but changed all of the fluids and went over the bike to make sure it was all ok beforehand. On the way down, it used a little oil.
I saw alot of this - Angry French Farmers
Yesterday I did the run from Portes de Soleil back to SW London in 12 hours on my R1150GSA, door to door, leaving a cold, rainy mountain village and arriving back in the U.K. to warm, dry, sunny weather. It wasn't raining in Northern France, or Kent, so maybe it was all just a dream.... Feeling a little beaten up today - stiff shoulders more than anything, but reflecting that:-

Interestingly, despite loosing a bit of oil from the filler plug (new o-rings, insert and cap sitting in front of me having read this post... Oil Filler ), she used none of the way back. I'm assuming some decent use freed-up and cleaned the oil control rings, or just clogged up the old filler neck fitting....

I purposley kept away from staying in town centres and found a place tucked away in the vinyards. TBH, I don't think France is really any more of a risk than the UK when it comes to theft. You need to be careful where-ever you park. My R1200GSA got nicked in Kingston-Upon-Thames in broad daylight under video cameras, so....
The trip down was all on A and B roads which even at this time of year were empty. And fast. There was time to stand up and stretch the legs going through villages at the required 50 and 30kph limits. There were more speed cameras around but they are pretty obvious (so I await the photo from one that I probably didn't see). Riding between Troyes and Dijon, where the mustard comes from, and in the Parc national de forêts, I didn't see anyone else on the road for at least 30 minutes (but it was about 08:30 so any self respecting local was still nursing a Pernod hangover). The GSA hadn't done more than a couple of hundred miles over the past few years so I was a bit anxious about the trip, but changed all of the fluids and went over the bike to make sure it was all ok beforehand. On the way down, it used a little oil.
I saw alot of this - Angry French Farmers
Yesterday I did the run from Portes de Soleil back to SW London in 12 hours on my R1150GSA, door to door, leaving a cold, rainy mountain village and arriving back in the U.K. to warm, dry, sunny weather. It wasn't raining in Northern France, or Kent, so maybe it was all just a dream.... Feeling a little beaten up today - stiff shoulders more than anything, but reflecting that:-
- It is entirely 'doable' if you just need to get home
- Splitting the journey up to roughly 50% off the péage and 50% on the route nationales (A and B roads as far as I'm concerned) was OK, but I could probably have stayed off the péage for more of the journey and still made the time.
- Saturday in peak holiday season is the busiest I've ever seen the motorways in France, so you know, avoid it
- The Beligians remain absolutely loony drivers and should be avoided at all costs. This is probably also true when their car is stationary
- Should have taken the Telepéage tag from the car rather than worrying about tickets and payments when I did use the autoroutes
- My BMW GS helmet is not quiet, despite ultimate earplugs, and there is considerable wind noise of the BMW communicator controls that I no longer use - I'm going back to Arai
- A Hydropack/ bladder (Kreiga Hydro 3 in this case) really helped keep me hydrated
- There's a fine line between hydrating and having to stop becaue you've drunk too much and need to dehydrate
- Peach Tea is my drink of choice for the hydropack now
- The bike is on knobblies. I bought some Conti attac3s but didn't get round to swapping them (BMW wanted £150 to do this) and actually don't regret it
- Flexiplus on Le Shuttle on the way back was well worth it for giving me the flexibility to not worry about meeting a defined time slot on this occasion
- It is entirely possible to fit two chocolate eclairs in your mouth at the same time in the Flexiplus lounge, but don't try putting your helmet back on at the same time

Interestingly, despite loosing a bit of oil from the filler plug (new o-rings, insert and cap sitting in front of me having read this post... Oil Filler ), she used none of the way back. I'm assuming some decent use freed-up and cleaned the oil control rings, or just clogged up the old filler neck fitting....
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