Then I made it to the tunnel without much fuss
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and got the option to upgrade from my 16:20 crossing to a 13:40 crossing for a fee of £28.
I chose the option but then realised the queue in front was a tad long with all the holiday cars and traffic returning.
So I blasted left and right and swerved around bumpers and made it to within 3 cars of the front expecting to see a bike queue. No. Just cars. So I pretended to wave at the person in the booth just as they let the last car through and zoomed straight in front of the car. To be fair he had a GB number plate so I knew he wasn't really going to kick off!
Got through the French check in quite quickly and then gained another 2 placed by switching lanes at the UK border control. Oh and then waited and watched. And realised the lady in the booth was being watched by someone else in the booth. Anyhow, she too ages to pass the 4 brits through and so when I pulled up and saw a young lass, overshadowed by an older figure I kinda guessed she was being trained. Especially when she asked me to take my flip up J cruise off. So I asked "Are you in training?" and that went down like a lead balloon with the older guy
"Why did you ask that?" he replied
I wanted to say "Because you took bloody ages, that's why" but I didn't and just smiled. Anyhow, got waved off and overtook more cars to the waiting lanes. I was front of number 2 when number 1 for priority opened. I motioned to the lad and indicated I was going to use the flexi boarding lane. He said no, and then opened lane 2! Genius. Got the early train back.
Then on the motorway I was trundling along waiting to veer left from M20 onto M25 lane when a big BMW cuts in front of me, hammers his brakes and then crosses the dip between the lanes with the V chevrons into the M25 lane, by now I was too late to change lanes so had to carry on to a M25 junction further along! pissed off, all the time saved is now slipping away.
So I hammer it, join the M25 and continue clockwise towards the leatherhead exit. Oh, but who do I come across...the big fat bald BMW driver. So I slow down to give him some verbal abuse and he slows down and hides behind the trucks. I slow down, he overtakes without seeing me and so this continued for about 10 miles. Made I laugh how he suddenly knew his was in the wrong!
Anyhow made it back in 1 piece.
1700 Miles in 7 days riding, average of 242 a day (and we only had a bimble on the Sunday of about 50 miles.
A good trip safely done.