Monday, 6 July 2015

Moving On....



Having trouble with getting on the net as Germany & Belgium don't align with the UK 3 network and you have to buy local sim cards to use data. Sounds easy but it never is and 10 - 20 euros doesn't last very long at all. So doing a blog has to be limited to a random few photos from along the way.
We travelled through Luxembourg into Germany and first stop was Trier. Hundreds of years of roman history still survives there with truck loads of tourists lapping it up.

In Luxembourg one can view from the outside  or pay to see the inner remains of the Casements. Started in 1644 by the Spanish as a fortification against any nasty buggers their are 23km of underground galleries high up in the cliffs.

Looking across to a section...


Would be hard Yakka getting up into their from the bottom.... Some one now has a very nice Vegy garden below..

Into the Mosel region....



Leonie & Nat outside what was a very tidy private residence....

Further along the village...



Bernkastel - Kues is a must see...



Skinny houses...

We had a night at a local wine bar ,with a band playing, and decided to partake in some local food.



The meat dish was like shredded Luncheon meat in a vinegar with onions and stuff..the cheese was like bland rubber and the large Pretzels were ok bu quite salty.. A bit surprising in and area with so much fine wine that the food was quite Tastless....

The whole area, every village is immaculately presented...



Grape vines abound all trained along wires...

along the road and more sights...






Castles down on the Rhine river....



Some have survived better than others....



Many are still being lived in and there is a lot of "Saving" or rebuilding going on..



Grapes are everywhere...

If you have ever played golf, I have roughly, then it's common knowledge that to get a low score it's all about the "Approach Shot" to the green that can lower the numbers...

The shot to this green....



Needs to be "Spot On"...

High up, it was the best place to build a castle, looking down on the....

River Rhine and Oberwesel.....

Unlike the Mosel river where bridges cross frequently, on the Rhine you can travel for 30 miles without a bridge so to see across the other side....




Catching the ferry is the plan.. The scooters are the recommended form of travel...

Leonie and me were near Spa so we took a punt and called at the raceway. It was Saturday morning and low and behold their was a 3 day Summer classic race meeting on.. Fields of up to 70 cars, classics of course, hard out racing.. OHHH the sound of Morgan V8's, Austin Healy big 6' BDA Escorts, Ford Galaxies, etc. pulling up the hill was....



the viewing of the track was the bet we've ever encountered...



Soaking up the sun... 33c....
 We paid to park the motorhome, 25e,  and that included entry to practically anywhere around the whole circuit including the pits and stands... We walked the perimeter of the circuit, 7.4km..
The only place that took a little longer to get to too  "feel comfortable" in was the bar at the top of the world were on F1 day all the posh people, "2 bob millionaires' go.
But we got there...eventually...




Up here other people had wrist bands on and were drinking "champers"..

Come Monday we were the only motorhome left but there was still stuff going on at the track so we stayed until Tuesday.. We moved the van closer too the pits and we had free power & water...

Having watched the "Great Escape" at least 9 times I knew one day little things from that epic would stand me good...


 Just going to check on our "Free" power 7 water hook up...

On to Brussels...



Built for the world fair held here... not bad for 1958...



A couple of city scenes...







Very "Art Deco" looking...  

It was so hot, one reading was 41c...
We returned to the motorhome about 8pm and at midnight we were sitting outside, still showing 34c...
should have gone into the city again next day but the temps were right hot again so we moved on....




Friday, 26 June 2015

Only in France...



Something  one cannot avoid. Eating is one of those things and the result of that is every 3 -5 days the Ol, cassette gets to the point of needing to be emptied...
There are a lot of variations on the facilities that are provided to dump the Poo, some sure don't leave one with a pleasant memory but on the "hole" they're not to bad..

This is the legal way at this aires.....




Walk across the road and lift the man hole cover on the sewer....



Then dump the goods down the Ol,..... The crocs are getting a Free "Cammo" job......

Bubbles Galore.....

Next day... Hot again..
Got the scooters fired up and headed for a ride around the hills through the small villages and vineyards... Rode about 95km for the day...



Young vines with poppies for company...Moet & Chandon stainless vats all housed in a huge glass walled building behind...The vats seemed to be half below ground level...



And outside the entry gate...



Champagne grapes for miles... immaculately attended rows...

Then when everything was going swimmingly, like hot temp, awesome country side, scooters on song... STOP....

Whats going on now..



Not another Bloody message on Facebook....



OH well I'll look at the view... boring EH...



Stopped and ate our home prepared fresh bread rolls in one random small village... crowed as...
The scooters have been awesome and must thank Paul from NB/motorhome "The Manly Ferry" for his advice on having them...

Next day and a scooter ride into Epernay...
Walked along Champagne Avenue where impressive buildings house some of the big names....

 

At Moet & Chandon there was renovations of the building going on plus these under ground tunnels/cellars were getting some attention..



Inside the Moet "Shop" of bling their was plenty to chose from.... just had to tip the wallet....
'
Now thems what I call...



Doors... Oak??...



On Boulevard Champagne....



Champagne house Collard - Pickard...

We made our way to Mercier Champagne...



Delivery truck....
We paid for a tour of the cellars...
Monsiuer Mercier was a man of vision and way ahead of his rivals in many ways. For the up coming Paris world fair he commissioned a large wine barrel to be made, for advertising, and it was towed there by a team of Oxen. Trouble was it was upstaged by the opening of a rival attraction. The Eiffel tower... Nevermind...



150 oak trees over a 5 year period, during Autumn, were used to construct....

The tour through the cellars was on a remote controlled, laser steered train...
110 foot underground and 14kilometers of tunnels to house the Champagne...One celllar is 1 kilometer long.. all dug by hand...



On the train....



Champers resting at the perfect temperature... about 10c....



Cellars full... a 5 year wait....

Our tour price, 18 euro,  included  a couple of free tastings...



Pissed.. Not Even....

Outside and it was time to...



Pick some grapes and have a go at this champers thing....

Tomorrow??...

Thursday, 25 June 2015

Someones Gotta Do It...


Awoke to another hot day so unloaded the scooters and drove to the city of Amiens about 15km away. Awesome smooth roads and basically no traffic. The fuel guage on our scooter was showing low but theirs always plenty of gas stations in a city. Wrong, we found one but it was 24hr unattended, not a problem then just follow the instructions in French and fill the bike.No, when it came to squeezing the handle on the pump the screen says Card Unaccepted. Bruce says use his because his card has worked at a cash machine. No, same result. Bloody Hell 15 odd km from the motor home in a city with very little fuel. Googled petrol outlets and decided to try another about 2km away. Couldn't find it, fuel guage going off the scale now. Nat goes into a local small bar and using the French word for motor fuel that I advised her on, Gazoline , couldn't make anyone understand. Eventually her and one of the local drinkers emerged onto the footpath and using sign language, a waving of arms and moves that looked like a bad tango he explained their was one just up the road and around the corner. the word he understood was Petrol. Doohh..
Couldn't find that one either so a decision was made to ride back, risk running out of fuel, to the first stop and wait for a local using the pump then offer to pay for some for the scooter using their card. This we did and it worked. The first customer spoke a little Anglais and we exchanged 8 euro for some Petrol.Back on the scooters and into the city centre.


I'm over Churches, Cathedrale,  but this one is larger than the Paris Notre Dame and the inside was okay.




The height of the interior is impressive..



About 45 metres to the roof.... Wasn't anyone Scared off Heights in those days...

And......


How'd they get that freak'n Organ thing up there??...

If your going to do a stained glass window..


Do it Big....

On around town by foot. Nothing outstanding to view, nice selection of  shops,  as local shoppers went about their business..

Thinking maybe a small selection of tools for roadside repairs on the scooter, if ever, would be handy... I spied some..



Dammm. No good on a hot day or a hot exhaust... they're chocolate...



Along with the boots from Broke Back Mountain and the ties etc... Nice job...

Back to the motor homes parked and moved onto the next stop...

Were heading for the Champagne region...

This aires is at Mareull - sur -Oger...



Not a bad view out the front screen..  Canal Marne... About 12km from Epernay, home of the Big French Champagne names....

The whole region is busting with wine "houses"... in our village...


A local wine cellar... nothing flash to look and seems nobody around  but plenty going on behind the scenes.. No Maccas trash on the streets here.. or anywhere..



Along the road and each name on the sign is a producer and a place to visit for a sample... not free though...

Just next to our parking spot..



 
A Petanque or Boulles game was in progress.. That Fella having his shot was "Deadly" accurate. He would land his with a direct hit on one of the opposition and "smashem" out of the way... An entertaining watch...

 But all good things come to and end...


Time to get out the washing machine... two clicks for auto....



Nat, had her share to do as well......
Looking for tomorrow....