So after a little bit of sadness staring at the slightly leaky MT-10 that had been propped up by some fellow bikers, recovery guy turned up after lots of odd and unorganised french/swiss people and I gave Kreeeee a lift back to the hotel, where we drowned our sorrows in steak because we both knew the trip was kinda over. Not wanting to finish on my own, I decided to give up and just rode home to finish my move (meh :/) and went through the black forest. Not as fun as I'd expected since there where still loads of closed roads (i guess due to snow? didn't seem to be any though so I'm confused) which meant I got lost a lot as garmin reroutes like an idiot. Still no dirt paths so I call it a win for garmin! Google had no idea on half these road closures so it was a bit useless too :/
All in, it was actually a great day of riding with Kreeeee and I thoroughly enjoyed it and I'm sure we'll meet up again once he's bike ready, maybe this time he'll have ditched his policeman helmet and have found a bike that I can hear. I hope I changed his mind about onesie wearing bmw riders who don't wave.