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chosen chariot.  Andy, Caroline and Simon somehow (mis)used their GPS to avoid Banbury (and me)
          and the sandwich platter awaiting them.  Andy fessed up after being an hour overdue and too far south
          to justify a turnaround.  I was diligently watching the weather radar and realised if I waited another 90
          minutes and ate their sandwiches, I could follow the rain that was chasing them and hopefully arrive at
          Folkestone dry, albeit with a dirty bike thanks to non drying roads.

          I set off in pursuit and immediately ran into an M40 south road closure due to an accident.  Detour
          required across country, and I used the northern M25 rather than southern leg to maintain momentum.
          Despite a section of speed restricted roadworks on the M20 that reminded me that I had French roads to
          look forward to for the next 10 days, I arrived in Folkestone dry and thirsty.  The anticipation of those
          empty French roads and nothing to do in Folkestone resulted in an early night.

          Day 2  - Folkstone to Rheims
          The rendezvous at Eurotunnel was easy.  The UCGB group, Andy and Caroline, Barry, Robert, Terry and
          Lu plus Simon were already there when I arrived and only Alan was missing but he too turned up still on
          schedule.  However, the Eurotunnel schedule was as usual in disarray and we were allocated train slots
          over three different departures.  Ignoring Eurotunnel’s best efforts to thwart our intentions to ride
          together, we just sauntered through with documentation partially displayed to authenticate our rights of
          passage.  Mission accomplished, we all boarded the same train and arrived in France together as a
          happy band of travellers anticipating a dry run to Reims. We used the autoroutes with tolls to expedite
          this stage but Alan still managed to confound the toll card reader on exit with a screwed up wet ticket
          thus providing amusement for the rest of us.
          Reims was a good stop with plenty of bars and restaurants in the pedestrianised centre.  However, our
          choice of evening establishment in the town centre was frustrated by our lack of ordering discipline and
          an impatient waitress who got annoyed with us very quickly. To be fair it was a heatwave and everyone
          was tetchy! Food quality was absent, my order of a Welsh burger with cheese materialised as a lamb?
          burger floating on a bed of melted cheese that quickly solidified securing the burger to the plate ensuring
          nothing could be eaten.  After requesting the bill half a dozen times, we did a runner and watched as
          Simon (our responsible Treasurer) stayed to pay and avoid an international incident.  We retired to a
          local bar to have a nightcap, watch a video of the Mona Lisa drink Red Bull and chill.

          Day 3  - Reims to Beaune
          Day 3 was a delight staying off the main routes and enjoying the scenery change from wheat fields to
          vineyards as we got deeper into France.  Again satnav issues arose as Alan only had the destination,
                                                                               not the route Andy had chosen,
                                                                               so was frustrated that we
                                                                               constantly avoided Alan’s GPS
                                                                               instructions (known only to him)
                                                                               and stayed on the scenic route.
                                                                               Alan eventually expressed his
                                                                               frustration by stopping to state we
                                                                               were always going the wrong way
                                                                               (that’s the clean version). Strange
                                                                               how we got there still. (Never
                                                                               follow Alan! Ba)

                                                                               Beaune again was a good stop
                                                                               with a decent town centre and
                                                                               plenty of dining options.  House
                                                                               wine was the only sensibly priced
                                                                               option probably as the local
                                                                               vinyards were all notable and the
                                                                               restaurants sought to make vast
                                                                               profits from thirsty travellers.
                                                                               House plonk was however very

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