My Travel Gear

The Bike As you’ve probably figured, I ride a BMW R1200GS and make no bones about it, I love this bike. There’s nothing else that will cover distance like it on road and still be up for some fairly hard-core…

A weekend on the bike – part 1

BMW K1600GT in front of some water with a little blue boat in it

Another perfect bend snakes through Amalfi olive groves under an impossible August sky, too blue for Monday. Heidi squeezes me with her thighs from the pillion seat and I smile as I recount our cheeky weekend in Paris. The 400…

LGKS – it’s a wrap

Old building in the hills, looks like a ranger station

Well, that’s that then, back to normal. The bike’s had its post-trip service, my riding gear has been washed, and … and … what? Happy to be ‘home’ in the UK? Not really. I stopped for a burger at Ryka’s…

Day 14: Chambly

There’s no sense in prolonging it, all good things must come to an end. I got up early on the morning of the 6th and packed up the wet tent in record time before setting off for the north. The…

Day 13: Montaigu le Blin

Having passed a most agreeable night I decided that I would stay at Les Voisins for a second day. Central and northern France just don’t have the draw I was expecting after almost two weeks on the road, and I’m…

Day 12: Vichy

The best part about staying in a 26 Euro hotel is that you can get a racing getaway in the morning, and don’t have to bother messing about with a damp tent. I’ve got it pretty much sussed now, so…

Day 11: Saint Jean en Royans

Another slow day, mainly making tracks back north after all the fun and games in the south. The weather was getting cooler too as I left my lakeside camp and entered the Auverne, with alpine passes giving way to fast,…

Day 10: Col de la Bonette

I woke around ten and after packing up camp set about planning the day’s route. By now this process had developed its own pattern; pick a direction and then fill it with a selection of small roads, using a point…