Greens are never greener than in spring
I’d like to share a few photos from a tour I’m coming back from today. It led me to the south of France.
Weather was good, a blue sky over trees in bloom.
I started on Wednesday after work and went to Karlsruhe. On Ascension Day, the fertile Rhine plain.
South of that, the Kaiserstuhl. Trucks and vineyards at the former border crossing into France.
To get to that day’s hotel in Bourg-en-Bresse, more than 700 km had to be covered, but every one of them was worth it. Here we are at the Dessoubre river.
Sometimes, all traffic has to stop for bovine reasons!
On Friday, I wanted to revisit the Gorges de l’Ardeche. The passage through Lyon, otherwise a hot nightmare, was curiously empty due to it being early.
This was 100 km before the Gorges. The headwind got too much! This must have been the famous Mistral. I don’t mind a fair bit of wind when motorcycling, but this one was so blustery, it made riding ornery and at times dangerous.
So I turned around and went back to Bourg-en-Bresse by the Departement de Drome. This pano shows most of it and the Alps in the background. What you don’t see in it is lots of good riding through it’s rural beauty over impossibly curvy streets. Bit bumpy they were, though.
Green and blue and a bit of snow.
Now this was a curious house by the wayside. A demonstrative mess…
…or l’art brut?
Anyway, It got the attention of passers-by as well as the public authorities.
Then yesterday, I was going back to Karlsruhe by a slightly different but equally scenic route.
Had lunch in a restaurant on the Doubs river right at an applause curve in this bikers Mecca. Lots of riders to see, but none of them did hanging off. Maybe it’s not a french thing?
My cow in the Black Forest. It was a good cool-off after the Kaiserstuhl and the Rhine valley where it was 30 degrees Celsius!
They all had mothers, you know!
So today I’m returning home and looking back on a wonderful ride with a fortuitous change of planning.