For some time now my brother, Steve, and I have wanted to go and visit the World War One Battlefield sites in the Ypres Salient and on the Somme. We finally got around to arranging the trip and after plotting the routes, deciding on places to visit, booking places to stay and Steve hiring a bike, we were ready.
Friday 9th June.
After spending the night at Steve’s place in Henley-on-Thames we threaded our way through rush hour traffic and headed for the Channel Tunnel for an 1100 crossing. The sun was shining and we waved goodbye to blighty in good spirits.
The crossing was as straightforward as usual and we headed off onto the A16 under blue skies and sunshine. We quickly left the A16 and headed north east around Calais onto the quieter back roads. I had recently ‘upgraded’ to a Garmin Quest 2 GPS and after a few threats ‘Betty’ was looking after the navigation allowing us to have an enjoyable ride through the French countryside and into Belgium.
Our first stop was to the town of Poperinghe where we found Talbot House, the original ‘Toc H’, down a narrow street, next door to a lingerie shop.

From there we headed on towards Ypres and stopped at Brandhoek New Cemetery where we visited the grave of Captain Noel Chavasse, VC and bar MC, of the Royal Army Medical Corps. A brave man amongst a whole host of brave men. We were immediately struck by the immaculate state of the Commonwealth War Graves Cemetery and the quiet dignity that was a feature of each cemetery that we visited on this trip.

We made our way over famous Belgian cobbles into the main square of Ypres, or Ieper as it is now known, and parked up by the Cloth Hall. Inside is the excellent ‘In Flanders Fields’ Museum where we spent a good hour looking at the exhibits. A refreshing beverage in one of the nearby cafes followed and then we rode on to our base for the next two nights at the Hortensia B&B. We were welcomed by Andre the owner who insisted on moving his car so we could park our bikes in his garage – top chap!
After a shower and a snooze, it was off to the Menin Gate for the 8pm Last Post Ceremony. We were both taken aback by the sheer size of the Menin Gate and the number of people who attended. During the ceremony I took a moment to read some of the 54,000 names of the missing on the walls as the buglers played.

After the ceremony ended it was back to the main square where we partook of a glass or three of a splendid Belgian beer and some good food courtesy of the ‘Old Tom’ restaurant.
A good start to the trip.
Friday 9th June.
After spending the night at Steve’s place in Henley-on-Thames we threaded our way through rush hour traffic and headed for the Channel Tunnel for an 1100 crossing. The sun was shining and we waved goodbye to blighty in good spirits.
The crossing was as straightforward as usual and we headed off onto the A16 under blue skies and sunshine. We quickly left the A16 and headed north east around Calais onto the quieter back roads. I had recently ‘upgraded’ to a Garmin Quest 2 GPS and after a few threats ‘Betty’ was looking after the navigation allowing us to have an enjoyable ride through the French countryside and into Belgium.
Our first stop was to the town of Poperinghe where we found Talbot House, the original ‘Toc H’, down a narrow street, next door to a lingerie shop.

From there we headed on towards Ypres and stopped at Brandhoek New Cemetery where we visited the grave of Captain Noel Chavasse, VC and bar MC, of the Royal Army Medical Corps. A brave man amongst a whole host of brave men. We were immediately struck by the immaculate state of the Commonwealth War Graves Cemetery and the quiet dignity that was a feature of each cemetery that we visited on this trip.

We made our way over famous Belgian cobbles into the main square of Ypres, or Ieper as it is now known, and parked up by the Cloth Hall. Inside is the excellent ‘In Flanders Fields’ Museum where we spent a good hour looking at the exhibits. A refreshing beverage in one of the nearby cafes followed and then we rode on to our base for the next two nights at the Hortensia B&B. We were welcomed by Andre the owner who insisted on moving his car so we could park our bikes in his garage – top chap!
After a shower and a snooze, it was off to the Menin Gate for the 8pm Last Post Ceremony. We were both taken aback by the sheer size of the Menin Gate and the number of people who attended. During the ceremony I took a moment to read some of the 54,000 names of the missing on the walls as the buglers played.

After the ceremony ended it was back to the main square where we partook of a glass or three of a splendid Belgian beer and some good food courtesy of the ‘Old Tom’ restaurant.
A good start to the trip.





























