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So it was back to the Eifel Forrest for me. This was my third time here and to tell the truth, I was leaning more to the relaxed side of things on this trip. I have torn around these roads alot and this time I slowed down a little to look at the sights. My horrible photos never capture the real scenery here, but trust me, it is a beautiful place. I started off (less than 24 hours after I landed) back at Motoport Echt in the south of the Netherlands. If you ever need to hire a bike, drop by and ask for Peter. Top notch guy who is an enthusiast and a former VFR owner. While I was waiting to sgn the documents, I took some VFR related photos:
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And then we were off. I was riding with my riding partner from NL, Rene as usual, but this time we had Rene's son, Frank with us and that was cool. Frank is a new rider, but he tackled the difficult roads with confidence and I never saw him make any rookie mistakes.
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The plan was to meander through Belgium and Luxembourg, and make our way to the Nurburgring. We had to shelf that idea because it was getting late and dark and I was really tired (this was about 36 hours after I stepped off the airplane). So we made it down to Wallendorf, where there was our "Support Team" as Rene call it. It was a campsiite on the Sauer River, with 32 family members and 32,000 beers.
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So I was very relaxed and at home at the tents with great food again and late night fireside chats. And beer.
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The next morning , I was up early to have a look at the area. I discovered that the river here was a stronghold of the german Army in the Battle of the Bulge and the Allies has a tough time crossing over the bridge next to our tents. There were some bunkers left over in this little village.
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So it would then repeat, wake up- ride all day (and I meant all day) then return to the feast and fun. I really like the views you get as you go from plains to mountains to valleys and through villages so small, that it took 30 seconds to go through them. I also like having my USA helmet whilst abroad.
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Another reason for the slightly more relaxed pace was that I really didnt care too much for that GSR750 I was on. I will review it in a different post, but I wasnt a huge fan. The motor was nice, but the suspension was way too harsh and it felt strange. It tried to spit me off during a spirited knee on the deck hairpin event in an attempted high side, but it came out just on this side of OK. (it is on film) Then we went back to the very same corner and I was going to tell this hairpin who was boss. I lost the front end quite badly (also on film), and then I decided to tour, instead of crash the rented bike.
I visited some fantastic places and had yet another whale of a time. I even saw a.....A VFR!
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It only rained on me once and even that wasnt enough to stop and put on my rainsuit
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The roads are so......european. It is hard to explain, but it is so nice to just flow, and flow and get so many varied backdrops and road types, all without ever stopping. The roads are great, but the views are really one for the books. I am sorry my photos are little snapshots and do not show the epic vistas that WERE there, but I was riding, and not photographing. I took a bunch of GoPro and Contour footage, so maybe that will show the views I am speaking of. And as a bonus, I discovered "Turkish Pizza" I am in love with this food
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I continue to count myself as lucky.
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So it was back to the Eifel Forrest for me. This was my third time here and to tell the truth, I was leaning more to the relaxed side of things on this trip. I have torn around these roads alot and this time I slowed down a little to look at the sights. My horrible photos never capture the real scenery here, but trust me, it is a beautiful place. I started off (less than 24 hours after I landed) back at Motoport Echt in the south of the Netherlands. If you ever need to hire a bike, drop by and ask for Peter. Top notch guy who is an enthusiast and a former VFR owner. While I was waiting to sgn the documents, I took some VFR related photos:
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And then we were off. I was riding with my riding partner from NL, Rene as usual, but this time we had Rene's son, Frank with us and that was cool. Frank is a new rider, but he tackled the difficult roads with confidence and I never saw him make any rookie mistakes.
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The plan was to meander through Belgium and Luxembourg, and make our way to the Nurburgring. We had to shelf that idea because it was getting late and dark and I was really tired (this was about 36 hours after I stepped off the airplane). So we made it down to Wallendorf, where there was our "Support Team" as Rene call it. It was a campsiite on the Sauer River, with 32 family members and 32,000 beers.
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So I was very relaxed and at home at the tents with great food again and late night fireside chats. And beer.
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The next morning , I was up early to have a look at the area. I discovered that the river here was a stronghold of the german Army in the Battle of the Bulge and the Allies has a tough time crossing over the bridge next to our tents. There were some bunkers left over in this little village.
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So it would then repeat, wake up- ride all day (and I meant all day) then return to the feast and fun. I really like the views you get as you go from plains to mountains to valleys and through villages so small, that it took 30 seconds to go through them. I also like having my USA helmet whilst abroad.
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http://%20(also%20on%20film.photobucket.com/albums/mm313/timmythecop/034-3.jpg
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Another reason for the slightly more relaxed pace was that I really didnt care too much for that GSR750 I was on. I will review it in a different post, but I wasnt a huge fan. The motor was nice, but the suspension was way too harsh and it felt strange. It tried to spit me off during a spirited knee on the deck hairpin event in an attempted high side, but it came out just on this side of OK. (it is on film) Then we went back to the very same corner and I was going to tell this hairpin who was boss. I lost the front end quite badly (also on film), and then I decided to tour, instead of crash the rented bike.
I visited some fantastic places and had yet another whale of a time. I even saw a.....A VFR!
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It only rained on me once and even that wasnt enough to stop and put on my rainsuit
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The roads are so......european. It is hard to explain, but it is so nice to just flow, and flow and get so many varied backdrops and road types, all without ever stopping. The roads are great, but the views are really one for the books. I am sorry my photos are little snapshots and do not show the epic vistas that WERE there, but I was riding, and not photographing. I took a bunch of GoPro and Contour footage, so maybe that will show the views I am speaking of. And as a bonus, I discovered "Turkish Pizza" I am in love with this food
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I continue to count myself as lucky.
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