Saturday, April 12, 2014

Motorbiking to Italy - the French Riviera

Better late than never, I have finally got round to Italy. With my sieve-like memory there's no way I could remember most of what we did or what happened, apart from the couple of "misunderstandings" which took the shine off a couple of days, but at the time I wrote a trip report, so I can just dip in and pick out the highlights.

Plan A was to ride from Montpellier to Cassis and spend the night, then Cassis to Nice along the coast and spend the night, then on to Italy. As it happened, it pissed down all day in Nice so we abandoned the idea of getting soaked and staying wettish all day, in favour of a much-needed day of relaxation chez his (absent) mate in Villeneuve-Loubet. So Plan B it was.

It's a long way to Nice from Montpellier. On the autoroute it takes four and a half hours. By the road it takes all day which is why we split it up into two. We took the dearest little ferry across the Rhone at Barcarin near Port Saint Louis, which has been in operation since long before WWII. On the other side we should have turned left, but turned right by mistake, which took us to a dead end at the sea 7 km later and a huge packed-sand car-park where a sand-yacht was being hurtled along in the strong wind. There were only a couple of cars of visitors braving the wild woolliness of the weather, one of which was having fun doing hand-brake turns.
Port Louis car-park
I've done the same in the car-park at Espiguette which is also made up of packed sand, but that was years ago when I had old cars I didn't mind throwing about... Fortunately, my DB didn't have any desire to muck about with his heavily-packed bike with me behind, so we turned around and rode the 7 km back.

Crossing Marseille was fun. They've instigated a one-way system along the Vieux Port so you can't drive along it going west to east which means going round the houses, getting lost and almost losing one's temper as one tries to get back to the corniche and the Prado. The last time we were there was when we took the ferry to Corsica/Sardinia and back. Happy days.

Having negotiated our way out of Marseille successfully, we managed to find the route de la Ginèste, which is the lovely scenic road between Marseille and Cassis. It goes over the cliffs and is a much more exciting ride than the normal road. It's also the scene of an annual run apparently too. Bet that's knackering!

Cassis was disappointing. It was as cute as ever, but our hotel was over-priced especially out of season, and the best restaurant on Trip Advisor that we found was just average. The red Château Minuty that we had because it was a tad chilly was nothing like as good as the rosé which is excellent.

The route des Crètes, however, from Cassis to La Ciotat was anything but average.

Fantastic road, glorious views of the coast, cliffs and blue sea, glimpses of coves and calanques, and the dramatic Cap Canaille.
Winding road and a glimpse of the sea along the route des Crètes

Winding road along the route des Crètes
I believe that the seafront road of La Ciotat is very pleasant to ride or walk along, but I couldn't tell you precisely because it was Sunday which meant it was closed off to make way for a market, pedestrian traffic only. What with that plus other roads closed for works, it was a miracle that we found our way out.

And it wasn't just La Ciotat either. Every single seaside town had closed its most attractive road. It meant that we missed the best parts of the towns with the views over the ports and marinas, and had to be content with back streets and unattractive neighbourhoods. As this was one of the days we had a misunderstanding, riding along in stony silence... it didn't exactly lighten the ambiance... We were not 48 hours into our holiday either. That has to be a record!

It was only as we reached the Cote d'Azur at Bormes les Mimosas that the road became enjoyable again what with the flowering mimosas on either side followed by the craggy red Esterel mountains.
Esterel
We rode along the coast through Saint Tropez, Sainte Maxime, and Fréjus but decided not to join the crawling vehicles as they stopped and started their way through Cannes. We took the autoroute to Villeneuve-Loubet just outside Nice and stopped chez my DB's best buddy. There's an amazing marina resort there with a stunning curving apartment complex and shops/restaurants at the bottom. We got our sensible hats on, talked out our differences and had a lovely evening which included dinner in an Italian restaurant at the marina.

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  1. Beautiful views....but what a shame that traffic was barred from the main roads through the towns....navigation is bad enough at the best of times...those so and so toutes directions signs...

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    1. We'll know for next time, that's for sure.

      In a similar vein, we went to ride the Corniche des Cevennes yesterday only to find it closed for some course des crètes!

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  2. Such a scenic part of the world. We travelled a similar route in our clapped-out campervan. It was hairy in places, but preferable on four wheels. At least we kept dry. I don't like the thought of that road going over the cliffs. We also had periods of stony silence. I still think you're crazy to go on a bike :D

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    1. It was amazing on the bike because of being so exposed, and higher up than in a car. Great for views and experiencing the road. The Cote d'Azur is such a stunningly beautiful area!
      We don't have microphones in our helmets so our stony silence is more symbolic than anything else because we always ride in silence. There's just more of an atmosphere when we're cross. :)

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  3. Gorgeously dramatic scenery, Sarah, though that road looks a bit heart-stopping in places, even in a car. I look forward to further episodes. :-)

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    1. I'm amazed at how vivid the colours are, and I didn't touch up the photos at all! The road looks hairy but is a lot less so when you're on it. :)

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  4. Ah I'm so pleased there's a happy ending.
    Loving the blue of the sky and sea in those photos...

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    1. Thanks Trish, stunning aren't they?!

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  5. I lived in Marseille for a while, many moons ago when I was au pair to a charming Anglo-French family, so I have very happy memories of it. the one way system round the Vieux Port sounds like a bit of a nightmare though...

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    1. Yes, and unexpected so very annoying!

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