Clare: “Bonjour, je voudrais numbro oeuf”
Petrol Station Assistant: “Err?”
Clare “Oh erm la voiture.. dans… numbro oeuf? Mais Oui?” *points to car*
Petrol Station Assistant: “Ahh… ahhh ok ok”
Having claimed I am pretty good at French, my first interaction in the land of garlic and onions proved otherwise. “Egg?” I protested “What do you mean I said number egg? Doesn’t Oeuf mean Eight?”. Feeling slightly daft, I realised this is probably signs of the times ahead, especially seeing as French is supposedly my strongest second language!
The day which followed was one of great length, much excitement and tea drinking to sustain us. Initially our intentions were to stop off in France midway to our final destination to KTM Basel, Switzerland but we decided it didn’t look so far on the GPS (a couple of centimeters?! That’s nooothing) and took it upon ourselves to blast our way through.
11 hours in total and we arrived. Being 11pm we decided it would be a plan to pull up somewhere and kip in the back of the van. After deciding against a few suspicious looking spots (of which we have since been told are renowned for promiscuous acts of sorts), we finally chose wisely and parked up opposite a church and field. Trying our best to not disturb anyone we thought it might be wise to cook up our home made chilli in the back of the van. With no lights other than our phones, not much room and sleepiness setting in, we have no doubt it must have looked super dodgy as the van wibbled, me giggling away and flame like lights flickering. To top it all off I decided I would try out my shewee for real for the first time. In the shelter and looming shadow of the van I felt pretty out of sight… only mid stream to have two walkers go by with their dog looking slightly confused. A girl?! Standing up and weeing into a field?! I didn’t quite know what to do or say and so I shook and ran off in a fluster! Not the first impression we were hoping to impose on the delightfully mellow town of Arisdorf.
Despite a night of slipping and sliding sideways in our wonkily parked van on the hill, we awoke with much excitement. A croissant later and we arrive at KTM Basel to be greeted by Jeroen and his beautiful family. We are given a grand tour and upon stumbling into the workshop Sam and I eyes light up as we see David Jenni’s bike fully kitted out. It is STUNNING. The pictures of the KTM Basel Defy Quest bike is superb, but in person, it is a sheer work of genius! With a very svelte look, the tanks and fairing snugly embrace the bike with every piece perfectly placed. The exhaust reroute is beautifully constructed and yet so sturdy. There’s so many well crafted extras too and all in all we were just blown away by the sheer quality.
We then brought our bikes in and within minutes Jeroen and his awesome mechanic David (aka Rambo) have the bikes stripped right down!
We spend some time discussing the next few days and after some tea and a lovely lunch of rosti and salad we crack on with some design work and sketching whilst the boys continue with the bikes.
By the evening we settle down for some nibbles and a chat about the progress. We then have to make our way to the BnB 20minutes away. Exhausted but happy we greet our BnB owners – Sally and Nick who are most lovely and make our way to bed where we zonk out.
And so it’s all started! We’re so excited, it’s unbelievable. To also have custom made bike extras too is just superb. We cannot wait for the next few days to pass… it’s going to be mega!Share this