Andy and I are in Briancon, France. Yesterday we landed in Caen after an uneventful channel crossing and headed for our first stop in Moulins. It was planned as long miles quickly and that’s what we did. Though we stopped for lunch in a small town and eat with the locals. Superb meal and very cheap, plus we now know Colin is French for Hake. The overnight in Moulins was at a grand house near the town centre run as a boutique hotel by its owners. They deserve full marks for their project.
Today we chugged on towards Grenoble. All went well initially and then my satnav lost the plot at Lyon. After an unplanned zap down the toll road we got to Grenoble in early afternoon and rapidly decided it wasn’t worth staying the night in. Unfortunately the heavens opened just as we were cruising down some beautiful alpine “twisties”. So we had to ride a tad cautiously. Eventually we came to Briancon – one of the few towns in this part of the alps that wasn’t closed. The hotel we found is rather like Fawlty Towers, but the receptionist was charming.
Now to bed and tomorrow to Italy!
