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Day 4

Everyone slept VERY well last night and was up and ready for a filling breakfast and our morning pre-ride meeting at 8:30am.

Luc gives a history lesson on the regions of France.

We soon were on the road to Arromanches our main stop on the loop today.

Tractor Traffic. . . . just like in WI!

This is how they make the hedgerows so perfectly manicured!

Once the Allies had invaded, within the next 13 days a complete artificial harbor was constructed in the open sea at Arromanches that became the main supply route for any supplies the Allied troops needed. From razor blades to tanks!

French countryside.

We came around a corner near an old priory for monks and there was Adele with the mornings goodie. Including Tilly bars!!!!

No monks now . . . it’s a private school for children.

A great museum and a separate 360 degree theater gave us the information we needed to imagine what it must have been like that first two weeks of the war in Arromanches and the engineering marvel the artificial harbor was. Without it the Allies would not have been successful in pushing the Germans east through France.

Along the way we stopped at a world renown umbrella maker in a small town of only about 300 population!

You could see your umbrella being made . . .

. . .with the handle of your choice . . .

and the fabric of your choice.

Some of the finished products.

emJay with the owner demoing one of the final products. She bought one with poppies on it.

The msc can never pass up a photo op with some of the more numerous residents of WI – the cow. Jim, an old farm boy, ALWAYS knows what to do!

On the way to the sea . . .

Kodak moments around every corner!

Our destination . . . Arrromanches.

Part of the 360 degree theater, with nine screens, at the museum. A must see.

Here is what part of the artificial harbor looked like. Over 1,900 tons of equipment was eventually unloaded every day.

Oh . . .the French have commercialization too  . . . how about some D-Day beer!

There were lots of visitors at the site including at least one celebrity siting . . . Mick Jagger. Of course the women in our group flocked to him and as you can see . . . Wendy, second from the right was SOOOOO excited!

At noon half the group split off for a shorter route back to the hotel and a van ride to Utah beach for a private tour, an add on that had been arranged for those who interested. Nick and Diana’s fathers were directly involved in the Utah Beach operation.

Diana’s father, General Cooke, was actually in a few of the photographs. He was the pilot and commander of a paratrooper plane

. . . and he is a biker too.

The rest of us spent a leisurely afternoon exploring the French countryside as we bicycled back to Bayeux.

Charlie and John had moules and frites for lunch.

Adele left us a little surprise on our bikes for the trip back to the hotel.

REALLY a nice ride back for the four of us.

Lost again . . . no  just real estate shopping!

We bought a new clubhouse for the madisonsundaycyclists and put it on Lauri’s room bill. Wonder if she will notice?

Rick and Charlie after sealing the deal.

Interesting gabled church roof dating from the 13th century.

Becky considering giving up her city council seat back home to be Mayoress of the Village of Cassy. Here is their one room city hall!

 

Everyone reconvened back at the hotel and soon it was time for our time honored tradition of the pre- dinner happy hour. Whoever has the largest room automatically hosts on at the Lion D’Or is was Ruth and Bob.

 

Bob the ever gracious host, and our resident sommelier, serves Carla.

We split into two groups tonight for dinner with half of us going to a creperie and the others going to a bistro. Here is Jim with his chocolate banana whipped crème dessert. You can figure out which one he went to eat at!!!

Day 3

A good nights sleep got me back on schedule and I was up at 5:00am FRA time ready to go! Unfortunately they didn’t start serving breakfast until 6:30am . . . but what a breakfast it was!

Just the bread table was amazing!

Time for the ‘full Irish’!

We all met in the lobby at 8:45am to meet Leana who got us herded onto the bus for our 3 hour ride to Bayeau, that stretched into 4 hours. Our transportation woes continued, (bumpy plane ride, Jim getting stranded on the metro platform and now trouble with the van/bus.

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About an hour into the ride our driver, Bernard, pulled into a gas station off the interstate and the van died. Not able to get it started he sought out someone to give the bus a jump. Being a diesel engine it took some coaxing but it finally started.

Here is John thinking . . . if they only were using CNG!

Then it became apparent the electric front door would not close. Burned out circuit breaker? We couldn’t tell. He spoke French and we spoke English and never the two shall meet! Finally he took one of the jumper cables and ‘tied’ the door shut, then enter the bus from the non-electric emergency door in the back.

Our ride continued with a freeze blowing in the door which actually felt pretty good because the air conditioning marginally worked. We were told there would be a stop at 1.5 hour into the ride and finally we pulled into another rest stop. Interesting he kept pointing out a unit that looked like a radio in the dash that had lots of numbers on the display. I couldn’t figure out what it was but Luk told me later it was a device that calculates how much the driver has driven. Very strict chauffeur licensing laws in FRA and the reason he pulled into the second gas station was not to give us a break but for him to take his mandatory half hour break after having driven a certain number of hours/miles.

While we were waiting, our man John, of many resources, broke out a picnic lunch he had just happened to have brought along and shared it with all.

We finally arrive in Bayeau and met up with our guides Luc and Adele. Ends up many of our members that were on last years mcs trip to the Bordeaux region had Adele as one of their guides!

Adele took us on a quick walking tour of the town and then it was time for a late lunch.

Local scenes.

A late afternoon energy fix!

Couldn’t make it to church today so had a Religious instead!

Our home for the night . . . nice!

We assembled at 4:00pm for bike fittings and a 7 mile shakedown ride.

Our steads for the week. New this year because the Normandy trip is new!

Sights along the way.

Next showers, resting and a group dinner at 7:00pm/ Yippee . . .more eating!!!

We met in the lobby of the hotel for our Welcoming vino, snacks and meeting. Introductions and the wine flowed freely. Soon it was on to our meal held right at the restaurant.

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Great food more wine and fine conversation.

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Most got this yummy little treat but a few went ‘more healthy’ and orderd . . .

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Time for bed and on the road to Omaha Beach tomorrow for the whole group and an additional bus trip for some to Utah Beach.

Day 2

Somewhere over the ocean , we crossed into Saturday and Day 2. Word got around the plane that part of the 2014 madisonsundaycyclicts crew was on board so the staff tried to find our leader, Lauri, better accommodation’s.

First class was booked . . .

. . . as was second or business class

but they did find her three seats together that she was able to stretch out on for a little ‘cat nap’ as we winged across the Atlantic It was quite a trip. We left Chicago an hour late and encounter some of the roughest weather, for at least 45 minutes, over the wilds of Canada. We were all glad the plane held together!!!

Seven hours later we landed at Charles De Gaulle aeroporto that looked like it had been designed by Disney or the water slide creators in Wisconsin Dells.

We were met by  our VBT rep, Pierre, who gave us the 411 and sent us off on our 45 minute van ride to the . . .

. . . Pullman Bercey Hotel, a modern glass structure near the river and right next to Bercey Village, a trendy little shopping area.

In true msc fashion the first thing we did after checking in was go in search of food and beverage!

. . .oh and we found it. Here is a nice salmon club with pomme frities scored by yours truly.

Homemade pralines served hot off the grill. Nice bike setup!

Dinner plans were made and the whole group planned to meet in the lobby at 6:30pm. What to do until then . . . emJay and RR couldn’t resist a little 1.5 hour nap to help solve the sleep deficit from the night before.

13_thumb.jpg After a quick hour and a half nap we felt refreshed and ready to hit the town. The herd assembled in the lobby at 6:30pm and met up with Becky, Charlie and Diana and John, who had been in Paris since Wednesday, and had just returned from a full day out on the town. Having FULL stomach from a late lunch they passed on dinner with the gang.

Kim had read a great restaurant review in the NYT’s about a restaurant in in Paris and here we were three days later heading off to it to form our own opinion.

Getting there would be an adventure in itself when we lost Jim on the metro platform to a ‘quick closing door’. Not sure he knew where we were going, Fernando hopped off at the next stop, waited for him and they both met us four metro stops down the line. Lot’s of laughs and we hand’t even started drinking yet!!!

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Jim and Fernando reunite with the gang again!

Because of our bumpy overnight flight most had not slept for many hours so we had a 7:00 reservation in order to eat and get a good nights sleep. No problem getting in at that hour since no Parisan in their right mind doesn’t even think of eating until about 8, 9 or 10PM!

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The doors place was not even open we we arrived. We felt like a bunch of retirees in FL waiting for the daily 5:00pm early bird special!!!

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But plenty of diversions while we waited. What a concept . . .  gelato on wheels!

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A great place it indeed end up being. In fact we had our own private dining room.

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Our waiter Bernard shows us his pet lobster!

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A creamy dessert helped settle the tummy too.

After a hearty prix fixed steak dinner with all the trimmings it was a quick ride back on the metro and sweet dreams under a big comforter at the Pullman Bercy.

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Here the gang practice the ‘Jumping Jim’ move we invented to insure not getting stuck in the door again!

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A quick ride back on the metro and sweet dreams under a big comforter at the Pullman Bercy.

 

Day 1

A 6:00pm departure from Chicago allowed us a chance to sleep in, get a few more home chores done and on the road to the Van Galder bus via Gaylord P.’s Uber service! emJay at the Madison bus stop decides to  . . . mjframe1000. . . strike a pose practicing for making a scene in gay Paree!

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Some of the madisonbikendbowl team decided it was time to venture outside the borders of Wisconsin and we are heading west to sunny California!

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Come on girl . . . tomorrow she goes to the FedEx station!

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Frankfort, KY – MSN

It rained all night, part of the HUGE weather system that was passing through the southern states, so Charlie and I were happy to have everything loaded in the truck and be sleeping under a solid roof. We stayed at another Hampton Inn, like I did on the way down, and again they had these phoney pre-printed stickies on the headboards of the beds. Dah . . . I mean isn’t it taken for granted you would have clean bedding on the bed when you check in? Seems like a BAD marketing scheme.

9_4We had a final breakfast and Charlie was good enough to agree to a short tour of downtown Frankfort so I could see where my honey lived 28 years ago when she worked in Frankfort for TNC. Her apartment is the walk up with 4 windows and the blue/green brick. Talked to a woman who lived across the street and she said a fire had wiped out emJays apartment and the second floor of most of the block and the owner had just about completed the post-fire restoration.

9_3Frankfort is the state capital and here is their dome . . . nice setting, but not quite as majestic as Wisconsin’s!

9_2We ventured north and decided to take a route Charlie suggested, bypassing the whole Chicago thing. GREAT idea. Easy driving and really only about 1/2 hour longer which we could have certainly lost going through Chicago in the late afternoon.

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9_8Illinois is BIG into wind farms too, utilizing every available space including one right in the middle of the north bound lanes. You REALLY need to swerve quick to miss it.

9_1Wonder if these folks with one in  their back yard get free electricity?

9_5 The hours flew by as we yapped all the way back to MSN where we arrived on the beltline during rush hour traffic and the worst backup we had had on the whole trip! A fast side route home on Rimrock Rd and soon it was time for the final unpack.

9_6 Only thing to do now is have our de-briefing session (READ:another party) to finish off the wine and cheese and to discuss all the interesting observations of Merlefest 2014.

Stay tuned . . .

Wilkesboro, NC to Frankfort, KY

Funny how one rolls over in the middle of the night, half awake, and thinks . . . “Is that a gentle rain I hear on the tent fly.” ANSWER: Yes!!! The forecast was for a few showers between 3 and 5 AM the the weather guys hit it right on the button. I was up at 6:00am and by then it had stopped but was overcast.

It was just emJay, Becky, Charlie and me left in camp and three other tents in the campground. The plan was for the girls to pack up and we would all all drive into town for breakfast.

Down at Cagney’s, a hearty breakfast was had by all and soon it was just Charlie and me left in camp to pack the final load into the trailer and head north. Becky was flying out of Winston/Salem and emJay was heading out of Charlotte

Becky officially returns to the ‘real world’ by literally severing her ties with Merlefest!

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The forecast was for rain, on and off, all the way home.

The pack up went smooth and by 11:00am we were headed north. On the route home we decided to avoid Chicago by going north through, Asheville, Knoxville, Lexington, Louisville, Champaign, Bloomington, Rockford and on to MSN.  And . . . we were the last ones out of camp!

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A beautiful ride through the mountains around Asheville, the horse country of Kentucky and soon we were in Frankfurt, our home for the night.

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This was interesting . . . we passed an “Adult Store”, that looked like it was an old motel . . . and it  was BIG, but right down at the property line was this cross which seemed even BIGGER. Someone must be trying to save someones soul!

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As we headed down the road and past Berea, KY, I remembered we passed through Berea, and under the interstate, on the cross country bike trip I was part of six years ago.

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Not remembering exactly what had happened that day, I referred to my CGOAB journal to refresh my memory and found it was one of the funniest days of the whole trip.

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Click here to read the entry. It involves savage, wild dogs and charging PIGS!

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As we headed out to O’Charleys for dinner the skies finally let loose and it poured most of the night. Maybe that will be it for rain?

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Day 4

Nice night for sleeping with a low  temp of only 55. Woke to the sweet sounds of birds chatting back and forth.

Last day of the festival today with the headliner Merle Haggard playing at 4:30pm. The whole thing will be over by 6:00.

Diana, Kate and Joe all needed to leave about 2:00pm to catch their flights to points north.

Eggs and toast provided by Charlie and Becky, with a bowl or two of granola thrown in, provided us the energy we needed to get up and get done what was needed to get done, mainly PARTY!

Soon Becky, emJay, Charlie, Diana and I were on the bus to the festival. The crowds were definitely smaller today as many had to move on to get home and back to their daily lives leaving the magic of Merlefest behind until 2015.

Here is a map showing the layout of the whole fest. The Doc and Merle Watson stage is for the headliners and over the years other stages have been added. There are also 5 indoor stages in various buildings around campus making use of some great auditoriums made for music. A great escape if it is raining or the heat gets to you – they are all air conditioned.

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The sand sculpture was finished on Saturday and the artist’s sun awning was removed so all could get a good view of the piece. Just 18 tons of sand, and a little water sprayed from small bottles to moisten the sand, was all they used. Not sure what they do with the piece on Monday morning, but I think it involves a front end loader!7_6

There are over 300 musicians, of all ages, appearing at the fest. The program they hand out when you get your wristband does a great job of describing each artist, their background and hits. emJay wanted to see Tut Taylor, a 90 year old dobro player, and his band which included his 60 year old son. Tut can still pick that dobro with the best of them!7_7

7_3Land of the wristbands. One for Merlefest admission, one for the YMCA.

Soon it was time to head over to the main stage to see and hear Merle Haggard. He put on quite a show. I only recognized two of his tunes but emJay was able to sing along to most. He’s had over 36 Number One hits in his long career. Over seventy years old he is still going strong and his band, The Strangers, have won the  Country Music Associations Best Band Award 16 times!

He really knows how to put on a show with just the right amount of chatter, storytelling and music. Not a lot of time between songs AND not much tuning! Seems some artists are constantly tuning their guitars, sometimes between every song, but Merle and a lot of the other pros just play! Sounded good to me!

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No encore with Merle. He gets up on stage, does his job, and moves on!

By the time we returned to camp, had a few muchies and some ‘secret sauce’ it was time to eat. We headed downtown tonight for dinner. The town looked like it had been abandoned with at least the 95% of the Merlfest attendees on the road back home. The festival brings in over $10 million dollars to the local community, a good incentive for the locals to put up with a few (80,000) outsiders for 4 days.

We headed to the local BBQ place, Tipton’s, which had really had it’s coolers emptied my Merlfest fans. No baked potatoes, broccoli, okra or ribs left! But we all had some type of BBQ and were licking our fingers when we left.

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Unfortunately, being in NC = No Beer to go with that BBQ! A Diet Pepsi was NO substitute for washing down those hush puppies. Would never fly in Wisconsin! Our wait server told us Wilkes County is not a ‘dry county’ but the Southern Baptist Church has such a strong lobby and has supported such strong legislation that most restaurants just don’t want to deal with the hassle. Still have state controlled liquor stores down here for the hard stuff.

The greatest appearance at Merlefest was a group from the norther climes known as the Tilley Sisters. They were one of the friendliest, funniest and most down to earth groups appearing on the grounds. AND we were lucky enough to’ hookup’ with them!

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The lead singer Becky was appreciated so much by the locals, they named the YMCA park after her!

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A little rain during the night meant it will probably be a wet pack-up in the morning but we’ll head into town for breakfast and deal with it as it comes towards us . . . in the Merlefest vibe!

Day 3

Great night of sleep! Quiet around camp and mid 40’s when we woke up!

I was first up, followed by Diana who right away started preparing to make her magic pancakes.

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It wasn’t long before others, sensing the sweet smell of syrup warming on the stove and the smell of fresh coffee started appearing.

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Some may have had a better night than others!

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Today was sort of a ‘smorgyboard’ event with everyone taking a turn in the kitchen.

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Diana back behind the grill . . .

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 Joe took the helm and made a special ‘Mickey Mouse’ pancake for Kate. She was VERY impressed stating, “Just like my Dad used to make for me!”

6_20The cake that impressed Kate!

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Ah . . . camp life, where life is slow and small things create a nice diversion. Neighbors moving in . . .

6_14The dumpster man makes a visit (at least not at 5:00am like last year) and becomes the center of attention!

6_22These people REALLY don’t want to get wet.

6_6One last cup of joe, all around, before we head over to the music fest!

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6_25At our bus stop this year is “Big Woodie”! Ribs, hamburgers and the ‘Big Woodie’, a foot long hotdog!

6_12Looking forward to this addition next year. . .

6_13Lots of good music today and a BEAUTIFUL day with temps in the low 80’s and BLUE sky.

emJay made her way to the blues tent to meet up with the Roy Bookbinder, an great blues man, and friend of her brother Mark.

6_11We all split up during the day, visiting one of the 12 music stages, and seeing the artists we were interested in hearing. Here I was at the Creekside Theater listening to the Kruger Brothers, a FABULOUS group we saw last year at the Stoughton Opera House.

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Go here to see a video highlighting the stages AND Becky assembling her SPECIAL REI chair!

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Soon it was back to camp for our daily dose of dinner goodies and ‘secret sauce’.

Only injury in camp this year has been Kate tripping on an awning  guy line and getting a rope burn. Even chipped her powder blue ‘Mermaid Tears’ nail polish.

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But she was still smiling!

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Soon it was time to head back to the grounds for the headliners. Ralph Stanley, Sam Bush and the Steep Canyon Rangers all put on GREAT shows. Kate and Joe headed back for the Midnight Jam, a mix of basically any of the musicans who want to get on stage that runs to 2:15am! Ah . . . to be young again!

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6_3A little snack before the Sam Bush Band . . .
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. . . ah, one last stop before the bus ride back to camp. IMPORTANT NOTE: plan ahead and go BEFORE the headliner ends and you will miss this lineup!

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