– Emden after seeing how far – Dornumersiel

83 km

Today the adventure really begins. I am alone, I have to allocate my time and strength only to me, look for a place to sleep and so on.

I woke up at just after seven. The sun was shining on the tent and it was just too warm. I got up quickly, ate, was in the bathroom etc. After checking out shortly after nine, I had to find a way first. Because exactly the corner north of Emden is not on my map. Umd of course I came to a barrier quite soon. No matter, try. The path was not nice to drive, but doable. I wasn’t lonely anymore, just alone. Except for two short ones but more later.

With some diversions and detours, I was in greetsiel for lunch at around twelve. There, a wave of tourists killed me with full force. At least the sun shone a little. There it would have been nice not to stroll alone through the alleys.

Afterwards we continued along the federal road, to the north. So to the city. There, with the prospect of a new gas cartridge, I rolled along the pedestrian zone again before reaching Norddeich, and finally on the planned cycle path. At the train station there, between the many ferry docks, it is not so easy to keep track and find the right way. So I landed on the lake side of the dike. Not necessarily nice, especially since low tide was, but it smelled really like sea. At the next opportunity I drove over the dike. Good so. The trail was still long on the last kilometers, but the wind sometimes came almost from behind and increased my speed significantly. Arriving at the campsite I amazed the woman at the reception, only to stay one night and that without a car, but I was happy about the beautiful new large lounge with many sockets (and few people). The shower cards were another strange thing, let’s see how often I still encounter them. My tent seems to defy the wind well, i seem to have set it in the right direction. Just a seagull had to miss me the day a little bit. She stole my last sausage – with the plastic around it.

From an older lady I got 17 mim cooking time at the stove in the evening and could make me a hot cocoa. Her husband couldn’t leave his fingers off this toy and accidentally booked cooking time from this shower card.

In the huge washhouse of the beach (which belongs somehow together) to brush teeth alone in the evening was a bit creepy, but fortunately it doesn’t take long. Then quickly cuddled in the sleeping bag and hoped that the wind would not turn.