Day 7, part zwei

By the time I'd finished my hot choc, the rain had stopped.  Dark clouds were still hovering though.  With the memory of cold, wet bollocks still fresh in my mind, I decide to don the waterproofs. 

Us motorcyclists, well me in any case, are perverse so far as the weather is concerned. Having watered up, the worse thing in the world, is for it to then be dry and sunny, so I (we) hope, that having got the waterproofs on, it actually rains again, to justify the effort.

Today I was vindicated, as there were one or two more showers. By the time I got to Karlsruhe though, it was 22 degrees and sunny, so I was more than ready to disrobe.

The autobahn, apart from several lots of roadworks, was pretty uneventful, except for one small incident.

I was in the slow lane coming up on a brit reg'd Skoda Fabia. In the centre lane, overtaking, was another brit reg'd Skoda, an Octavia. I indicated to come out and waited for it to pass me, which it duly did. However, soon as it cleared me and I began to pull out, the clown slowed, resulting in some braking, headlight flashing and swearing on my part. I have no idea why he did it but in all these miles, I think it's ironic that my only 'moment' was caused by some prick from back home. I soon passed him and gave him the head shake!

Ginny clocked 12,000 miles on this part of the journey, which means we have covered over 6,000 together in the last 64 days or thereabouts. Impressive eh?

At the hotel, I checked her oil level and put the last 300mls in to top her up. Discarding the bottle, I have replaced the space with some wheat beer from Aldi, just up the road 😁

Dinner tonight is one of Grizzly's favourites, McDs. It's only 3 minutes from the hotel. 

This time tomorrow we shall be back in Blighty. Before that though, there's the small matter of 647kms to negotiate.

Till tomorrow then.