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John and Roger alternative D Day trip

09.00 on the 6th of June saw us at Newhaven and by 10.00 we were on the high seas. Well fortunately not that high as I am a rubbish sailor.

14.00 hrs and we were working our way out of Dunkirk and heading for Mons in Belgium and the Ibis Hotel which I had booked in advance. The previous day I had looked at the weather forecast which said that there would be storms in Belgium and for once they were bang on. Honest to god, ¼ mile over the French border and a wall of water hit us which had lumps of ice in it. Visibility vanished and a hurricane sprang up. Ok, there was a tiny bit of good news, there was the motorway service station so in we went and just managed to squeeze in under cover with a lot of other like thinking motorcyclist.

Twenty minutes later it had eased off so off we went only to find that the motorway was flooded and slowing up all the traffic and getting in our way, and I will use that and the fact that my sat-nav started playing up, as an excuse for missing the split in the motorway which was created by a low concrete wall. By now the sat-nav was all over the place and we got to see an awful lot of Belgium which we had not planned on including some `orrible` slippery cobbled back streets.

It says in the blurb, which Ibis put out that it is near the railway station. Yes, I suppose that you could say. There’s the station and there is the Ibis, but it took a long time to find the right street and find the car park.

Anyway the beer / room / and food were good and they did not charge us for the car park.

Next morning we had a look around the old town which of course was where the first major action took place in World War 1 and by the amount of rubbish which was being collected in the streets they had had either another war on one hell of a street party over the weekend. It was the latter I think.

Time to move on to Bastogne which according to Google maps is 112 miles. What Google maps did not take into account was my sat-nav. Again we saw lots of unscheduled places and never did find various roundabouts, villages and junctions. In answer to you inevitable question, didn`t you have a map, well yes we did but the one that I had was a small scale one and we both thought that Rogers was the same. However it transpired that it wasn`t it was bigger scale and a lot better so it was pressed into service until we headed for Verdun which it did not cover. Having said that, at that point neither did my sat-nav as it had given up all together

On arriving in Bastogne the first job was to find accommodation for the next two nights. This again was a back street adventure. At one point we thought that we had cracked it only to find the sign for the hotel directing us the wrong way up a one way street.

Having booked in we went to explore the town on foot and sampled some on the local beer. All very good.

Next morning took us the 101st Airborne Museum which was just down the road from the hotel and was very interesting and well laid out. Having had a huge breakfast we gave lunch a miss, got on our bikes and headed to the other side of town to the best museum we have ever been to.

It is called `The Bastogne War Museum` and is of course dedicated to the Battle of the Bulge which took place from 16th of December 1944 until 25th of January 1945 . This does a wonderful and complete job of taking you through the whole battle bit by bit. Included in the entry fee is one of these plug it in the ears things and you then have four peoples tales of what happened as you go round. There are three, for want of a better term, cinemas but with moving objects, gun fire and changing backdrops and all the time this running commentary from your own four friends in your ears. Our advice is if you are ever in that area, go there.

Back at the hotel we were sort of run over by a coach load of yanks who were staying there as well. One old guy in particular stood out in more ways than one. He was BIG, oh! Ok fat, old and loud and naturally had just had to sell his Harley as he felt he was getting to old. This he loudly told the room was a `Fat Boy`. We thought ` Yes very apt`. So how old are you I asked. 70 was the reply, how old are you. When I told him 76 he seemed to lose interest and wandered off much to our relief.

Being a bit knackered we both thought that an early night might not go amiss but sleeping eleven hours straight off was a bit of a surprise and we only `just` made breakfast which closed at 10.00

So, brekie done, kit on and off to our next stop which was Verdun in France some 75 miles away. Roger had his reverse sat- nav with him. That is a thing which tells you where you have been not where you want to go. When he got home he downloaded it and it would seem that I made a bit of a pigs ear of that trip as well. Ho! Hum!

Verdun was yet again another find a hotel adventure and we ended up in the real back streets where we were told, at 11.00, to come back at 17.00 and book in. All a bit odd but it did the job. We then went and found the battle field museum and memorial. Well after the museum in Bastogne this one did not stand a chance but the memorial was a bit different as it housed the bones of the 130,000 who died in the battle. Very thought provoking

. Having not been very impressed with that lot we went into the town of Verdun and that was a lot better especially the bit down by the river. The pizza`s and van rouge weren’t bad either.

Following morning saw us away at 08.00 without any brekkie as the pizza`s were still with us and we had some 250 miles to go to do to get to the ferry . What could possible go wrong? Well nothing as it happened and we were at the docks 3 hours before sailing time. Still ,we meet some very nice follow motorcyclist and between us the world, the universe and beyond has never been so right.

Home by 22.00 job done. Good trip.

John Grew and Roger Baker

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

It makes you wonder what draws them to France every year ???????? 




FRANCE TRIP   2015                 


A two old wrinkly run with a twist of Garlic
The 14th of September saw your heroes Roger Baker and John Grew on the Newhaven ferry to Dieppe, getting off at 14.00 and ready for the ,what Google Maps said was a 4 ½ hour, motorway run to Reminiac in Brittany. There is not enough ink in the printer to explain all the extras that the weather added on, but suffice to say that the rain was hard enough to sting my feet through my boots and the wind going over the Normandy Bridge must have been off of the scale. It took nearly 6 ½ hours and we clocked 300+ miles as opposed to the 245 that the wonder machine had said, and no we did not get lost, but there you go.
The welcome that we received from our hosts Ken and Leslie was a very warm one, with a call that `dinner will be on the table in 15 minutes `. I first met Ken and Leslie in 06 when I went down there with a gang from Eastbourne and we had a great time. How do we know them? Well they are both from Eastbourne and relocated to this neck of the woods and they are great friends with the Eastbourne bunch. Over the years K&L have built up a very successful motorcyclist B&B, oh! Ok they call it bikers B&B but I much prefer the word motorcyclist to the other on, and after spending 5 days with them Roger and me cannot recommend them enough. They will of course take you in even if you are in a car or on a push bike.
The following day was much better with even the sun coming out so we went to have a look around the local area and our first stop was Malestroit which is a very pretty and old place including lots of history regarding the second World War as the whole region it was caught up in a number of real horrors and was occupied throughout. The bridge over the river is today lined with flowers but in the Resistance Museum that we went to later in the week there was a picture of German soldiers on it talking to a civilian. Makes you think, what if.
During our stay we also visited a number of other places including the Car Museum at Lohec. It is vast and took us some 4 hours to get round with a lunch break in the middle, well it is France after all. The museum also includes a few Power Boats, Motorcycles, and Push bikes; some with motor attached Air craft and a Formula One grid with 20 race cars on it, Rally cars and then upstairs are a number of old shops laid out. A very good and interesting day made better by the fact it kept pissing down outside, but yes we did get wet on the way back to the digs.
We also had a day out at Vannes which included enjoying an ice cream whilst sitting on the harbour wall in the sun, a day out around some wonderful back lanes, like a Friday run with Knobs on, a visit to The Museum of the Resistance and a visit to Rochefort.
The return trip was uneventful and we managed to do most of it in the sun. When we got to Fecamp, we turned down on to the coast road which we discovered a few years ago when we had our old bikes and it was great fun being very bendy and twisty. Sadly it is not so good on modern ones which of course go round corners without any fuss not like the old ones.
All in all a very good trip and we can recommend the B&B highly. See the photos for further details.

John & Roger


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Longues Battery

Tony Dancing
The Longue Battery with a gent with many medals who said it was the first time he had been back in seventy year./

The new Pegusus Bridge

ST Austins Prom

Current Residents of an Omaha beach gun emplacment

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Omaha Beach

 

American Cemertary

Club pic

Club pic

FRANCE 2014  D  DAY ANNIVERSARY  TRIP                     

First many thanks to Keith (H) and Dave for their efforts in bring this trip to fruition, I hope I speak for all who were able to come along when I say it was a memorable and pleasurable experience. If you gave me photographs that I haven't used my apologies but I hope what follows will give readers a taste of the event. If I lurch into too much print I will be giving just my version of events, highlights and moving experiences, when I know you will have your own memories. Hopefully the photographs will trigger those memories.

Booby trap door

Surprised Look

It seemed that every French village had some remnant

But they look far better without.

The 88mm German guns played a major part in the war as they were so adaptable. It's a little concerning just how comfortable this particular German looking chap is at the                                                                              controls.

If this lot were the invading force would we have won the war??

St Nary d'Eglise and the parachutist who was immortalised in the film 'The Longest Day' still hangs there.

The church remains in good use it is a shame that this marriage was for a car racer rather than a bike enthusiast.

The German cemetery was a much more sombre place with the black crosses and two, sometimes three soldiers buried beneath the plaques.

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The American Cemetery was immaculate and well kept with a quite remarkable number of visitors.

The centrepiece was the one large black cross.

This is the view from the Omaha beach lookout and if you imagine coming up from the sea and then just turn around....

.the price of war becomes readily apparent. The dates on the marble gravestones show how many died just getting this far.

A large gun with the barrel as smooth as baby's b.. having been caressed by a awful lot of visitors.

Not quite so impressive from inside.

Welcome to SBMOC Avenue or should that be Avenue de SBMOC.

Personal pied a tere for the duration. Rubbish French!

The Club brought its 'own explosives to Pegasus Bridge when Clive's van caught a concrete pillar and the rear tyre exploded!

Once repaired there was time for a bite to eat before moving on to our site (via a garage for the spare to be inflated).

Now in the lowered position to take road traffic. The bridge was taken by the 6th Airborne Division the first liberators to arrive in Normandy.

The cafe of Madame Goudon

The group outside of the bunker, inside you can get the full experience with sound, light, smoke and odours.

A Dakota used for towing gliders into the battle zone.

First stop the Merville Battery taken by the 9th Parachute Battalion with a great number of casualties.

The stragglers arrive after taking the 'scenic' route.

....unless you can switch off your deaf aids and get a good nights kip!

So the decision is unanimous it looks like France.

The back up 'bus' with Dave giving the chauffeur his instructions.

Well we found some seats but don't come with that noisy Le Mans crowd next time unless.......

Classic British Bikes with Classic British Riders.

A happy bunch of two wheel travellers

 
All to much for Don, ZZZZZZZZ
There can't be very many church with parachute stained glass windows.
The Grand Bunker or to give it the full title Le Grand Bunker Musee du Mur de l'Atlantique. As the coast was so low the bunker had to be built seventeen metres high to see the approaching forces.

So over the bridge and on our way.

The new Pegasus Bridge in the raised position, this was our second stop.