I’ve been trying to find a home for Tomos for quite a while now. Tomos is a moped, originally bought for our son to ride to school when he was sixteen. It’s an AT50, built in Austria in 1991.
During our holiday, my brother in law saw a poster for the Maurice Dufresne Motor Museum. I have to say that I wasn’t hugely enthusiastic; from experience I imagined handing over a fistful of Euros to a grumpy peasant in bleu de travail, who would wave us into a yard to see a couple of Citroen Dianes which were clearly an active part of his puppy farming operation.
But not a bit of it. It’s a wonderland. I’m glad we went.
It’s an eclectic mix of machinery, from agricultural tractors and bean hulling machines …
Once on a trip to France we discovered a wine called Seigneurie d’Arse. It was a just about drinkable Fitou, and we made a joke of presenting friends and family with bottles of it on our return.
This year’s amusing label is …
A long time ago, we discovered a wonderful campsite just south of Tours, within easy reach of the Loire valley. It was called La Rolandiere, and was run by one of the French teaching unions. They held conferences and seminars in the chateau itself, and recouped some of their costs by letting out part of the grounds for campers and caravanners.
Alas, as with so many good things, it eventually closed. But last October we went past it on a sentimental journey and to our surprise it had re-opened. Not only that, but it now boasts a hotel and gites as well as the camping. Here’s the chateau itself, all freshly painted.
We normally go to the NEC Motorbike Show, known this year as Motorcycle Live, with a shopping list. At the least we always seem to need clothing, new helmets, perhaps boots and gloves. Sometimes we’re researching a new bike for one or other of us. But this time we had nothing at all on the list, and so simply sauntered round the halls looking at whatever caught our fancy. It could be classics like these
or simply a pair of shoes. These caught Jean’s eye
Since the availability of GPS, there’s been a debate amongst motorcyclists about the merits of electronic as against paper maps. We’ve come down on the side of paper for most purposes when touring. We buy a decent scale local area map, and refold it to fit in the plastic window on top of the tankbag. So it’s always there to give inspiration about possible scenic detours, or to suggest where the next fuel stop might be found.
We finished the holiday by car, going to see our friends Kathleen & Tom in La Crosse. It was strange to be on four wheels instead of two. Pros: Keeping dry and cool. Cons: No longer enjoying the countryside as much.
Here we’re passing one of the many windfarms in the USA. I’m astonished that most Europeans seem to think that Americans don’t go in for renewable energy. This one in Wisconsin has only 20 towers – quite small compared with those we’ve seen in Nebraska, but very substantial by UK standards.