Sun in my face sun in my heart

It did stop raining, fortunately! The next day was sunny and warm and my spirit was flying high again. I got to see at least a little bit of Interlaken in sunshine and had a good day riding in Switzerland and on to France.

Lessingen and lake Thuner see
Lessingen and Lake Thunersee
Riding along the gourge in Saanenland road 11
Riding along the gorge in Saanenland road 11

Along the Lake Thunersee was precious and then onto a bit of mountain riding in Saanenland and Col de Moses. Further on along Lake Geneva I completely failed to stop for coffee even though it was so pretty and suddenly I was in France and rode some French Alps and along the river Dransee. It was a good day and I finished it off in Annecy, a very lucky choice of stay indeed. I didn’t know anything of the place before and it is absolutely precious.

Evening stroll in Annecy
Evening stroll in Annecy

The following day I was riding towards La Grande Chaume but taking the scenic route going a bit north of Geneva. Entering Switzerland again, now on the highway I became aware of the need of having a sticker to prove payment. And thinking of it that might have been the case in Austria too. Not that I rode a lot on the highway but when I did I thought it was for free but maybe it wasn’t. Something to find out about for next year, this time I seemed to be fine, no-one looked my way. This is a bit confusing though with the different systems of payment in different countries.

Some random prettyness along the way, I'm now tired of photografing mountains
Some random prettiness along the way, I'm now tired of photographing mountains

Arriving at La Grande Chaume was like coming home. I recognised the farm already in the distance seen across the fields and it was a dear reunion with Annice and John. We had a lovely evening with yummy food and I slept so so well, absolutely exhausted after the last 5 days riding in hot and cold and not to mention all the hairpins and the map- and street sign-reading. The next day I was kidnapped, as Annice phrased it, for a day out in Moulins with friends, and later for barbecue at yet other friends.

Italian food and wine - just as yummy scrummy without a Ducati
Italian food and wine - just as yummy scrummy without a Ducati

I continued south this morning feeling very relaxed and rested. John had the kindness to help me adjust the suspension so the bike is better balanced with the weight from the luggage and he also added some air to the rear tyre which has gone a bit flat from the weight. Damn good to have a personal mechanic, the distance is a shame though.

With Annice and John before heading off
With Annice and John before heading off
D2009 between Moulins and Clearmound-Ferrand
D2009 between Moulins and Clermont-Ferrand

Riding today was easy, the roads were easy to find and time and kilometres passed quickly. Some though were done on the highway Between Clermont-Ferrand and Severac-le-Chat, a very scenic highway. Another good thing was that it was on quite high altitude so the wind was nice and cool. When going down it just got warmer and warmer and in the end it was hot. I found my booked hostel quite easily even though it wasn’t quite what I expected being described as a former convent. It is a dorm room on the second floor of a family’s house, and to go out I have to go through their living-space. Never mind, I don’t think I can be bothered to go out tonight. I had a banana and quite a few biscuits, that will do dinner even though Annice will not approve.

The hay-man says "hey hey" :)
The hay-man says "hey hey" 🙂

It would be so much better if it stopped raining…

Today I was prepared for some rain showers during the day and since I was going to ride in the mountains it was likely to be chilly. When leaving Feldkirch it was sunny and hot, soon I was sweating in my waterproof riding trousers and longjohns. When I got lost in Lichtenstein I almost got rid of them. How is it even possible to get lost in such a small country?!? But when I found my way up to the mountains and entered Switzerland it became nice and cool. And not much later cool and rainy which turned to freezing and hard rain.

A new an unexpected country to pass by
A new and unexpected country to pass by
The little I saw of Lichtenstein was beautifull
The little I saw of Lichtenstein was beautifull

At lunch I could state some facts. My jacket is leaking, and my new waterproof trousers are not waterproof. Unfortunately, there haven’t been any rainy days in Spain since I bought them so I haven’t had a possibility to try them out. Now I will be looking for the ticket to return them. I almost froze my ass off on that mountain pass today. Furthermore, they leaked into my boots witch are now also soaked.

The combination of the lakes and the mountains is stunning
The combination of the lakes and the mountains is stunning
the combination of the rain and the high altitude makes it so so so cold
The combination of the rain and the high altitude makes it so so so cold

And on top of all the heated grips are not working and my gloves are wet from putting my wet hand in them after checking the map so many times, since the road signs in Switzerland are hard to follow and the signed names are varying and road numbers not mentioned often. I am, though, very happy I’m in a warm bar and not in a tent. They even had cup noodles so I didn’t need to go out for dinner.

Susten pass
Sussten pass

When paying for lunch and picking up my soaked jacket, which had made a small lake on the floor, I was thinking that Switzerland is in a way like Sweden, expensive, green, rainy and cold. It is also damn beautiful!

As someone said, first I go to WIMA rally, then I need vacation…

The WIMA rally has come to an end and I’m writing this in a hotel in Bayerish Gemain just across the German border. It rained like hell when I arrived and I opted for no dinner, just drinks and crisps and an evening in bed.

Now I’m going to sum up my experiences from the last days of the rally and I’m starting with the bikes. I love to walk around the campsite and the area around and just look at all the bikes. The WIMA women truly ride a wide diversity of bikes.

on the campsite
on the campsite
some bikes are shinier than others
some bikes are shinier than others

 

One of my favourite activities during the Rally is the treasure hunt. It is such a good way to get around and see things in the area of the rally and if I feel that I’m good at the questions I can even get a bit competitive.

How tall is the highest rock?
How tall is the highest rock?
On our way to find out what is hanging above the fallen rock
On our way to find out what is hanging above the fallen rock

We rendered no prize for our answers but Kaija got the prize for the longest travelled distance on bike.

The winning lady
The winning lady

We took advantage and had a surprise party for Anneli to celebrate her birthday.

Happy, happy birthday!
Happy, happy birthday!

Our table at the farewell dinner.

Reingers - the hemp capital of Austria
Reingers - the hemp capital of Austria

The WIMA rally has come to an end, the week passed quickly and too soon we had to part. But I have had so much fun – my greatest thanks to all the hard working Austrian ladies who organised the event and all other WIMAs who came.

All the ladies gathered for one last night of party
All the ladies gathered for one last night of party

This was my 8th WIMA rally and thinking about it the rallies get more and more fun. Through these events I have found friends all over the world and I have travelled to places I might never have seen otherwise. In the future we have rallies in Switzerland, Poland, Australia, Sweden, Korea, Estonia and more to look forward to. Time to start saving. Travelling is addictive, motorcycling even more so.

The swiss presentation for next years rally - Au revoir en Suissa
The Swiss presentation for next years rally - Au revoir en Suissa

And last, something to think about: Why leave the dog behind when the family goes on vacation?!?

the biker dog on tour
the biker dog on tour