24. August, on home
Amsterdam – Lintorf • 40 km This post will now be a little journey back in time. He has fallen by the wayside so far… Very early in the morning our alarm clocks ring. It is said that the sun is shining and we want to watch the sunrise. Stupid, because above the ship there is blue sky, but not so much that it reaches to the east towards the sun. We still pack our things quickly and lay down…
August 23, Home
Seaham – Ferry at Newcastle 41.1 km After a short and cold night, the alarm clock rings. Breakfast is still available in a sleeping bag, so cold it has become at night. Below 10 degrees. The campsite is beautiful, but in the middle of forests, fields and the sea. There is nothing that keeps the heat and it gets moist. It doesn't help, we have to go. And if we have to pull almost all the clothes on top of…
August 23, Home
Seaham – Ferry at Newcastle 41.1 km After a short and cold night, the alarm clock rings. Breakfast is still available in a sleeping bag, so cold it has become at night. Below 10 degrees. The campsite is beautiful, but in the middle of forests, fields and the sea. There is nothing that keeps the heat and it gets moist. It doesn't help, we have to go. And if we have to pull almost all the clothes on top of…
22. August, calculation problems
Redcar – Seaham 73.0km The night is restless. At least for me. Outside it is totally windy, the tent of course placed exactly with the broadside in. In addition, it crackles all the time, as if small animals were in the awning. But in the morning everything is fine. With strong headwinds we head west, to Mittlesbrough. There are more beautiful spots on this earth, but we have experienced this many times during the journey. At the first bridge we…
21. August, sun, waves, sand by the sea. But why so hilly?
Withby – Redcar 57.5 km and approx. 600hm The day begins unsightly. That's where the many altitude meters come together, when we have to climb the cliffs up and down several times. Normally, these are already inclines for pushing. And it doesn't get any easier with your luggage… Well, we're coming anyway. And today it doesn't go far, just to a campsite in the middle of the way to the ferry. Maybe we can enjoy the sun and the sea…
20. August, Fog
Flamborough – Withby 68 km Breakfast is served with spiders and other small animals. Not bad in itself, are really funny, but at some point there will be too many. We continue through hilly fields, meanwhile most are mowed. Theoretically, we can see the sea again and again if it weren't for low tide… But at some point a cliff appears in the distance. This has to be Scarborough, because for a while we have been on roads between houses,…
19. August, friendly and unfriendly people
Goxhill – Flamborough 98.9 km Today was a weird day. In the morning I didn’t get out of bed, at noon I was able to do a great shopping, in the evening we met all the unfriendly people and were really lucky in the end. But from the beginning. Before the onset of drizzle, the tent was jammed and our usual breakfast almost swallowed up. After that Hannah had to drive me again and again, because today I had my…
17th. August, Butterflies. And nettles…
Holbeach – Lincoln 92.6 km Today there is no picture, the battery is precious. Because we found a host for the evening in Lincoln, the Navi has to work. For the day, that means having to turn around from time to time to see if there’s a bike path somewhere, because the path looks strange and I can’t see on my phone if we’re right. Now to the butterflies. And the nettles. They were found on a small road next…
16. August, Rain
Cambridge – Holbeach 77.2 km Now it is time. I finally write on with a little delay and want to start immediately in English, because the last thing I wrote were loud requests to campsites, of course all in English. Well, here I stay with German. In the morning we get up just on time. Actually we had planned to sleep out, but somehow nothing will come of it. So we get up and quickly clear the tent when we…