With the weather forecast looking good, Mark and I decided to go and do the Gorges du Verdon route we had decided the previous week was too far! With Marks partner Sev coming along as pillion with him, we met at the douane at 07.15am, and set off down the motorway again to Grenoble.
We made our first stop after 2 1/2 hours at the top of the Col de Croix Haute, where Mark berated me for not stopping sooner as both he and Sev were wanting a refreshment break, I had wondered what the strange hand signals and gestures had meant!
The N75 is a glorious road, and with relatively little traffic we really got to enjoy the fast well surfaced and sweeping bends, the GTs being in their true element here. Onto Sisteron and then Digne, before a lunch break at the Col de Leques. Here the waiter recognised me, my Camel Honda Tamada cap, and the GT (but didn't notice it was now a 1300), from the trip I had made with my wife Sue just a few weeks earlier.
Mark & Sev
After an excellent lunch we dropped down towards Castellane and then turned off on the D955 at Porte de Soleiles before taking the small D90 via Trigance to the D7.
From Trigance to the start of the ride upto the Balcons de la Mescia and the wonderfully named Grand Canyon du Cornich Sublime. The gorges are not big on an American scale, but pretty impressive nonetheless.The pictures tell their own story!
Here you can see the lake behind the gorges
After stopping for pictures and an ice cream, we dropped in alttitude
Heres the lake we are aiming for to take a cooling swim, as temperatures had been in the early 30's C.
Time to swim!
With the time around 17.00 and a few hundred kms to return home, we set off again with idea to stop for an evening meal at this mornings cafe at the Col de Haute Croix. Arriving there after 2 1/2 hours we were disappointed to find it closed, and had to ride another 20kms or so to find another spot to eat. After liquid and food, off again, with Grenoble another 50kms away, and another 1 1/2 hours to go once we hit the motorway.
I had to stop to take this magnificent panorama with the setting evening sun illuminating the peaks in the distance.
We needed petrol and managed to fill up at a garage selling at cost price until midnight. It was dark by now and in Grenoble Mark took the wrong route. I thought that would be the last I'd see of him, but rolling up at the peage fifteen minutes later, he appeared from no-where behind me!
We took a last liquid intake of the day at the motorway services at around 10.30pm, where I received an SMS message from my wife wondering where I was (it was my birthday and she's in the UK visiting her family), and we were off for the final time, enjoying the Xenon lights and the speed of the motorway home.
Finally home at almost midnight. the day, my birthday, had turned out to have been memorable, not only for the great roads, but because it was the most kms I have ever ridden in one day, 840kms, and the longest time in the saddle, 11 hours and 40 mintes, surpassing the previous weeks total of 11 hours 18. The new GT had 1161 kms in the first week, and now has nearly 2400 in two weeks. Run in and waiting it's first service this week, it's been great to ride, is fun, and is fulfilling it's promise. Long may it continue to do so!