Hi All,

My Name is Brendan, and I am a 40 something Man with an young daughter. This August week we rode on my 650GS across several countries for three days. Larissa, my daughter, was quite excited, to say the least! With her Helmet and new matching "bike Suit", she looked the part too!
We started in Salford in England got onto the Motorway M602 then M62, onto the M6 and started down south, with a few stop off's we arrived at the Chunnel via the M1, M25 and M20.
We then stopped about 100km into France at Hénin-Beaumont, France near the A21 in France, where we couch surfed the night with a lovely French couple. We went out that evening, and the borrowed a push bike and she then cycled around as we went for a walk that evening. Then next morning we stopped off at a local French bakery and bought some still hot croissants as well as some fantastic doughnuts with praline. After this, we stopped at a local Lidle and got the remaining parts of lunch, baguette, French saucisson & camembert.
We then got on the A1 then the A26 towards Reims. On route, we stopped off for lunch and be both wolfed down half a saucisson & camembert baguette, with the doughnut for dessert.
Early afternoon we arrived in Reims and on the way in I pointed out the Vinyards. On Arriving in Reims, we stopped in town the centre for a coffee and an ice cream. We wondered around a small park too.
After this, we then set off for Frankenthal near Mannheim in Germany, via Metz and the Alsace region of France Passing near Verdun and the Maginot Line.
At the German Border we stopped as my daughter had never been at a land border before, it blew her mind to take 1 step and move between countries; she could "even jump over the border" several minutes photos later we were on our way again on Federal autobahn 6.
We arrived at our destination, some more wonderful couch surfing hosts a little late in the evening, due to loss of a tent on route that the little one was monitoring. Still, we were fine, and it only cost me money and a 130-mile detour to look for it!
That evening we managed another push bike ride around Frankenthal taking in the old walled town some lovely churches a nice pedestrian area and some fantastic Schnitzels.
The third morning it was raining so we delayed our departure an hour and a bit, and we were off to Nurenburg.
The autobahns were very busy mainly due to roadworks, but we still made a good time, with one stop on route to finish the doggy bag of schnitzel and salad. When we got to Nurenburg, we decided to stop at the Nürnberger Stadtmauer on Konigstrasse. There we got a "sampler dish" of lots of German sausages including the local speciality sausage. It was a lovely afternoon. Then it was off to the Czech Republic.
Sadly at this point, my satellite navigation system decided that the Czech Republic was off limits! So after about a 30 mins messing around trying to get it to work I gave in and phoned my dad at the destination and asked him about directions. I was going to have to this part of the trip the old fashioned way. We made good times as I wanted to get there before it got dark...
The satellite navigation did fine getting me out of Nurenburg, and back onto autobahn 6 and on towards the Czech Republic. Google maps filled in the rest I before I left Nurenburg, so thankfully between some good map reading and directions followed by me recognising landmarks it should be straight forwards.
It was plain sailing until well past Pilsen, but after that, the E50 had lots of road works so it was down to single carriageway, this meant that our cruising speed had to come down to about 80Km/h.
We arrived at the Prague ring road and turned right staying on the E50, around Prague. At this point, my spirit leapt as started to recognise the roads as I had been to Prague a couple of years ago. Larissa, my daughter, was also very happy when I told her she was nearly there now. She even remembered the tunnels too!
Finally, we turned right as the ring road runs out on to another continuation of the E50 towards Brno, and saw our exit sign of a town called Říčany we were nearly there now, and Larissa was becoming quite animated again. With only one wrong turn in Říčany were on to highway 2 and out to a village called Mukařov, then Finally on to an even smaller place called Louňovice. We then turned off of highway 50 meters later on our right we were there!