
Biarritz
Basking by the Atlantic
Basque country
Bay of Biscay
Big waves rolling in

Glitzy
Biarritzy

But still a fishers town at heart


At sunset with the view over Milady Beach
Biarritz can be tuely seductive


Biarritz
Basking by the Atlantic
Basque country
Bay of Biscay
Big waves rolling in

Glitzy
Biarritzy

But still a fishers town at heart


At sunset with the view over Milady Beach
Biarritz can be tuely seductive

The Dordogne Riders had lured me to the Vezere Valley
St Leon sur Vezere a beautiful Village in the Dordogne Region of Southern France

Camped on the edge of the river


Amongst significant historic and prehistoric sites

and Chateau de Losse


But southern France is also about the beautiful villages




The continuation of the wonderful biker culture that exists in Europe. *

And of course in France food

And
* I was amazed that after 3 months covering 16,000km in 9 countries I was not pulled over once by the police. Three weeks back in Australia I was pulled over for a licence check while not breaking any law. It was motorcycle awareness (HARASSMENT) month.

It was a boys big bike bash
looping Tassie like it was a race track
Roaring bikes
From the cold damp west coast
Misty wet Queenstown
settled in the heart of the wild west coast
windy roads in the mountains
constant dam filling drizzle and rain
looping across to the east coast
The beautiful fishing harbour of St Helens at dawn
Fresh fish washed down by local beer and wine
The mountains
Elephant Pass and St Mary’s Pass clinging to the side of the mountains range.


From the coast climbing the past Poatina
Up onto the high plains
Winding through Bothwell
The home of the worlds best merino wool
and the high plains lakes

The nature was not the only thing of beauty
In Hobart there we visited a magnificent collection of classic bikes
Perfect for a Boys big bike bash
After the drama of the Pyrenees the Midi Pyrenees of southern France more rolling hills. With:

Tree lined canals

With elegant locks
And deep gorges formed by the Alzou river

And as if hanging from the face of the mighty gorges,
The village of Rocamadour

Rocamadour has its origins in the 4th century, and developed through the medieval times. It is a place of miracles, shrine of the Black Madonna and survived the Cathar Wars which may be a miracle in itself.
The Midi Pyrenees opened the door to northern France, the beautiful Loire Valley, and the bountiful fields running up to the Belgian border.
Rocamadour, has an amazing goat cheese, some say the best goat cheeze
Tucked down in the south west corner of France
A working port
A living fishing village
A city of grand canals

A city of art
A link.to Africa with car ferries to Morocco
And of course the stepping of from Europe in the Paris to Dakar motorcycle race.
Then the taste of Sete
Sweet muscat wine
Calamari stuffed with minced pork served on a bed of white beans
Fresh mussels, oysters and sea bass