Day 132 Wednesday 10th August 2011
Mark took advantage of a strong coffee from the bar before we left Linz in what was now a nice clear day – the rain had gone and we were to start the day riding in the dry. The aim for the day was to get as far west as possible without overdoing it so off we went.
It was around 7.30am when we got back onto the motorway and we just put our heads down and kept going. We crossed the Danube a couple of times and we reached Germany within the hour. We headed towards Frankfurt then Cologne and by the afternoon we had entered Holland and then Belgium.
We stopped for fuel and had a discussion. It was around 6pm and I wanted to carry on to Calais and catch the Eurotunnel to make a final dash home bearing in mind that when we emerged in Folkestone we would have gained another hour. Mark on the other hand was more level headed and he put forward the suggestion that we should make the final run home tomorrow which would allow us to have a last meal together on the road and I could see that this made a lot of sense (much more sense than me arriving home tired at 11pm) so we made plans to head for Ostend or Dunkirk and look for a hotel.
We eventually landed up at the Hotel Ibis in Dunkirk town centre and after parking our bikes in the underground car park and having a shower we headed for the bar and had a couple of cold beers. Being lazy we had our last supper in the hotel restaurant and it was all very nice and relaxing as we sat there toasting ourselves and reflecting on the enormity of our journey and how well we had coped. We talked about the future – Mark was looking at top to toe of the Americas, a journey of around 19,000 miles plus the additional 5,000 miles or so to get to the starting point at Prudhoe Bay in Alaska. But who knows what tomorrow brings.... I DO !!!! ....... Going home that’s what.
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