Bishop’s Stortfort – Trumpington 57.6 / 68.7 km Like last night, without a place to sleep, we don’t want to do it again. Since the public mail on couchsurfing was not answered, we look around for a campsite, just south just outside Cambridge. So we have the opportunity to wash, shower and visit the city in the afternoon. That is what we did. There were some hills along the way, but otherwise the track is beautiful. Apart from the fact…
London – Bishop’s Stortdfort 96.7 km … By the way! We slept with a super cool older gentleman who was about to pour his flowers in a field with toilet! But from the front. In the morning we are off to the Thames with some chaos in the hostel quite early. There we are supposed to pass through the tunnel, like the old Elbe tunnel in Hamburg. But apparently they have not only the optics, but also the quirks together……
Plate feet The day starts again in the rain. That doesn’t bother us, because we only have to go to the bus. In one of the new red double-decker buses, we even have seats at the top of the list. So we can observe the city during the trip. And how the bus has to drive a diversion to get stuck in traffic jams. After some reflection, we just get off and continue on foot. That was a good decision,…
Faversham – Greenwich 100 km In the forest we are awake early. After a quick breakfast and a look into the sky, it is finally clear: it’s not just as far as Gravesend, but it’s just greenwich. And there for two days in a hostel. In the morning it goes quite fast over the first hills and especially down. Only gradually do individual people come to meet us, later many churchgoers. It’s Sunday. Thus the question is also clarified whether…
In England there are road signs: “Passage for carriages forbidden”. In Canterbury, a carriage came to meet us. But there was no sign. There are also strange fences in England that regularly put riders of fully loaded bikes to the test. Maybe that’s why there are NO fully loaded bikes in England except for those of two crazy Germans… In the evening then the big adventure. Since Caron’s request on Facebook has been liked many times, but no one offers…
Let’s start at the end – or in this case the here and now: we are in Margate, on the North Sea coast of England and have the first (half) day on the bike behind us. Home – Dunkirk – Margate Nearly 40 km It is now too late for a detailed report, so there is only a brief summary: – The weather: It rains. Who would have thought that? We don’t seem to be, because we manage to be…
– Medium Churches – Bremen – Lintorf 95km I was exhausted after about ten kilometers, with headwinds and smaller rain showers. The first of them already when waking up, the tent quickly dismantled again in a short break. Luckily, it gets less wet during the morning. I take breaks many smaller ones that day, in the back of my mind the destination Bremen, and the train home. My nose tells me that it is slow enough and that I have…
– Kollmar – Medium Churches – 107km The day is mainly wet and cold. But from the beginning. I get up very early and set off my tent at seven o’clock in the morning. In the first rain break, which is also immediately over again. But then I have to have breakfast for a very long time, until my appointment in the bike shop. There may be more to this in a few days or weeks. Afterwards we head towards…
– Neu Duvenstedt – Kiel – Kollmar – 57km The time has come. The 1000km mark on my speedometer is cracked. Early in the morning I leave, already at about seven, the camp place seems a bit strange to me and I do not want to meet too many people. As soon as I fall asleep, I realize that it will be for me today in Kiel. The first time I have to torment myself again through the mountains. Then…
– Flensburg – Neu Duvenstedt – 88.3km … Which I actually want to drive. The 50 km that Googlemaps spit out for me last night would be a nice quiet change, with time to look at Flensburg and possibly. Schleswig. But the chaos starts early. “When I’m so high in the north, I can cross the border,” I think to myself. That’s fine, but I can’t get to the proof photo. But the way back is somewhat difficult. The bike…