Re: La France
Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2022 8:00 pm
Day 5
Todays mission should we choose to accept it, is, to travel back North, up the coast from Bayeux to a small village called Epretot. Some eighty miles away, not far from Le Havre.
But why? Well a couple of weeks before the trip I’d rung my French pal. Ronan. We’d had a natter about the forthcoming trip. He told me about him taking a week off work to show us around .
He said he would Ride up from Malestroit as he wanted to visit his Sister in her home village of Epretot.
He said we were all invited to stay at his Sisters house. Whilst talking to him I gave this some thought and suggested that just I would meet him on route to his Sisters house and I would stay.
There were a couple of reasons for this. Firstly I didn’t think it was fair to all rock up at his sisters place and take over the house and secondly I didn’t want to commit the others lads to de-camp and ride in the opposite intended direction of Brittany. A one hundred and sixty mile round trip from Bayeux.
He understood and I arranged to meet him at Pont L’eveque, thirty miles from his Sisters place.
However, Fatboy was in tow, he was heading back home. He had already planned another holiday away with his family, thus cutting this one short.
So, me and Fatboy set off at 8.30am on the Sunday From Bayeux, fully loaded for our French rendezvous at Pont L’Eveque. Leaving Nige and Jason to do their own thing in Bayeux. As it happened they went to see the Tapestry.
Ronans Sisters Place, Very Nice
Myself and Fatboy had expected to meet Ronans Sister and her husband. There were thirteen people, including us, for an afternoon barbecue and drinking session. My head was hurting from trying to tune in to the French language and understand snippets of what they were all talking about. We had a brilliant afternoon and evening and they couldn’t have been more friendly and welcoming. It was a bit humbling really.
Fatboy Tucking In
Ronan My French Pal in White
Later In Th Afternoon We Went For A Walk Around Epretot
View Of Epretot Across The Fields of Normandy
Some Of Our New French Chums
I’m glad Fatboy met Ronan and his Sisters family. There were top people, really friendly and genuinely happy for us to be there. I can't remember what time we got to bed. It wasn't early. Sleep came easily and I was looking forwards to tomorrows journey down to Malestroit.
Bogger
Todays mission should we choose to accept it, is, to travel back North, up the coast from Bayeux to a small village called Epretot. Some eighty miles away, not far from Le Havre.
But why? Well a couple of weeks before the trip I’d rung my French pal. Ronan. We’d had a natter about the forthcoming trip. He told me about him taking a week off work to show us around .
He said he would Ride up from Malestroit as he wanted to visit his Sister in her home village of Epretot.
He said we were all invited to stay at his Sisters house. Whilst talking to him I gave this some thought and suggested that just I would meet him on route to his Sisters house and I would stay.
There were a couple of reasons for this. Firstly I didn’t think it was fair to all rock up at his sisters place and take over the house and secondly I didn’t want to commit the others lads to de-camp and ride in the opposite intended direction of Brittany. A one hundred and sixty mile round trip from Bayeux.
He understood and I arranged to meet him at Pont L’eveque, thirty miles from his Sisters place.
However, Fatboy was in tow, he was heading back home. He had already planned another holiday away with his family, thus cutting this one short.
So, me and Fatboy set off at 8.30am on the Sunday From Bayeux, fully loaded for our French rendezvous at Pont L’Eveque. Leaving Nige and Jason to do their own thing in Bayeux. As it happened they went to see the Tapestry.
Ronans Sisters Place, Very Nice
Myself and Fatboy had expected to meet Ronans Sister and her husband. There were thirteen people, including us, for an afternoon barbecue and drinking session. My head was hurting from trying to tune in to the French language and understand snippets of what they were all talking about. We had a brilliant afternoon and evening and they couldn’t have been more friendly and welcoming. It was a bit humbling really.
Fatboy Tucking In
Ronan My French Pal in White
Later In Th Afternoon We Went For A Walk Around Epretot
View Of Epretot Across The Fields of Normandy
Some Of Our New French Chums
I’m glad Fatboy met Ronan and his Sisters family. There were top people, really friendly and genuinely happy for us to be there. I can't remember what time we got to bed. It wasn't early. Sleep came easily and I was looking forwards to tomorrows journey down to Malestroit.
Bogger