So the bike left Montreal earlier. My turn to get outta there.

Great strategy on my end, I picked a seat on the wrong side of the plane, and had a beautiful view of … Laval and the South Shore. Just Great.

As straightforward as you’d imagine. Hop in plane, sit next to an annoying fool for 6h, and land in Paris at 7am with zero sleep whatsoever.

Then, hop in the train, and voila! New home, Carcassonne. It’s sunny. And warm. Quite pretty, too. And I’m so tired my head exploded twice, I feel like crap having spent the last 18h sitting down, A shower was welcome. No pics of that.

Just got this picture sent to me, the Duc on its crate on the tarmac! Thanks Dim!

Kind of scary, but I’m sure it’ll be fine. I hope.

A last test fit, this is pretty much exactly how the bike will take its maiden flight later this week.

I have my own gear in the saddlebags (pants, boots, gloves and whatnot), some specific tools, and the tent, sleeping bag and mat on top of that.

The helmet will rest on the seat. I like that I won’t have to stuff it in my luggage or lug it with me in the cabin and all.

Ready for some touring, I say. I’ll probably upgrade the whole setup after a few rides, but for now this is it.

I’ve raged with this insurance issue long enough (see my Euro-Trip planning post), it’s quite a relief to say this is now sorted for good.

Comprehensive insurance coverage, for 2 months. Magic.

Insurance Green Card courtesy or Motorcycle Express & AXA