In the middle of nowhere deep in rural Northern France, the first I knew that I had missed a turning was when I caught the tail end of a spoken sat nav instruction after Misa and I had finished talking; the intercom is configured so that streamed audio takes second place behind rider and pillion conversation.

“Never mind”, I said to Misa, confident that we would swiftly be re-routed – and we were.  What we didn’t yet realise however is that with few roads to choose from, Google Maps had chosen a road that quickly became a cobbled lane, and then a stony track, followed by a grass track across a field.  At this point it was amusing, but on reaching a turn in the track and finding what amounted to a forestry track – deeply rutted from huge tractors and covered in slippery sawdust, bark and hay as well as grass – I came close to a sense of humour failure!

As you will also find in the video though, I have a lovely son who continued to see the funny side, hopped off to help stability as previously hot and sticky sportsbike tyres had now attracted a lot of the slippery sawdust, and ran alongside filming his version of what he likened to Amazon Prime’s Grand Tour with Clarkson, Hammond and May!

Looking back, it was a highlight of the holiday – so see what you think!

Steve