We set off along some narrow county lanes at a fine pace, with harvested fields and fields of sunflowers. After an hour of this we decided that we were just using up time getting no where and headed for the old national roads, and do it with maps the old fashioned way. We entered Montlucon in the sat nav to get us there as we were in the middle of no where so we could pick up the old N144 to Clermont Ferrand and head to Millau on the old N9. We rode for a while until Rod started feeling tired and stopped to as we were low on fuel and needed to ask the sat nav where fuel was in a south easterly direction.
Recharged and refuled we found some great twisties on the old N144 where I got my boots on the floor on several occasions, just a practice for things to come in the next few days.
After this and thinking we were miles ahead of Jason who had got of the ferry at Caen at 7:00 we decided to stop for a MacDonald's to make him jealous. This was a bad move neither of us was really hungry and as soon as we started off again Rod started falling asleep, pulling out to pass cars and not accelerating. We pulled over for a break and once rested headed for the neared bar for coke/coffee and water. Now refreshed we headed out the A75 motorway, the best bit of motorway I've ever ridden, fast flowing bends that went on for miles.
Looking forward to having a few beers before Jason made it to the hotel we stopped for fuel about 20 miles from Millau, where Jason who had over taken us jumped out on us from behind the petrol pumps.
We finally made it to the hotel just before 20:00...
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