Day three second trip.
As we awoke in our blissfully cheap Formule 1 hotel there was a brilliant moment when us three looked at each other and burst out laughing and Glenn and Laddie started to realise how stupid this idea was; we still had thousands of miles to do with a top speed of 45 mph….but were loving every second of it.
We’d had so many minor crashes or “woopsies” as they were now being called, and appreciated so many tiny occurrences that we would have missed if we’d have been on big bikes. But the best parts were the random people waving and cheering at us as we rode through tiny remote french villages or trying to climb steep hills at more than 35mph, those moments always make you think “I don’t care if it’s slow, I love this bike and so do the people waving at me”.
After packing up the bomb-site that was the hotel room we loaded up the bikes and set off to get a couple of hours ride done before breakfast. The three bikes started fine and we set off towards the colder temperatures of south Germany. Glenn and Laddie were still blissfully unaware of how cold it can get down there in January but I thought I'd let them find out for themselves.
We just kept hitting the miles and stopping for fuel when needed. I changed the oil on the Glenn and Laddie's bikes in a little French village and the local garage took the old oil for free. At about 17:00 we had our first ride with it snowing and it was rather pretty actually. The temperature was about 1oC in the evening.
We all decided that a kebab and some calories was a good idea, and got laughed at by the owner for riding bikes in the snow at this time of year but we've come to expect it now.
Other than the kebab the only highlight was the hotel which was €115 EUROS!! I wanted to sleep in the hedge for free but Glenn wanted a hotel, so we treated ourselves.
Total miles covered on day 4: 290, bed at 2am, -5oC at night. Slept 20 miles West of Stuttgart