Left our city hotel and into the fray, as we were soon on the main road the M5 again, but 1/2 an hour out were able thanfully to find a backroad.
Lots of flat land trees and crops for miles, as we ride slowly deteriorating roads and smaller and older villages ending in a ride through a paddock across a ford in the river and suddenly out of the cornfields we were back on the main road. Happily we soon found gravel again and a lunch stop to revisit, salad and caviar, borsch with garlic, splendid.
Shortly we were trapped again by the main road but as we entered town were intercepted by a motorbiker from a local bike club. They had extensive club premises with over 100 bikes. They were a very friendly and hospitable group of guys. This was not the first occasion where local bikers stopped us and wanted to communicate and offer hospitality.
nzl07
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment