We’ve left the Elbe, and are heading east (apart from the occasional meander) along the Havel to Berlin. Currently, we’re in Rathenow (Wikipedia), in Brandenburg, although today’s route has taken us in and out of Saxony-Anhalt. Continue reading
Doing Döblitz and seeing storks
(Another post covering two days. If you want the sane version, here’s Elly’s post.)
Let’s start with some photos so I can remember what’s happened. I’ve just had 1.5 litres of pilsener and two portions of chips, so my mind is a blank.
Sucking warm fizzy water out of my camel
(I’ll explain this post’s title later. The post covers Tuesday 1st and Wednesday 2nd August.)
Newsflash
We’re not cycling to Denmark this trip. We could easily cycle to Copenhagen, either via the mainland or via some interesting islands and ferries: Continue reading
Hamburger!
You do not want to be near my feet just now. Or maybe you do. If so, you only have yourself to blame. I’m horizontal on my bed in Hotel Heimfeld, in a southern suburb of Hamburg, feeling my soles tingle and steam. Continue reading
Day 5: Winschoten to Leer (46km in the rain) then train to Bremen Day 6: Sightseeing in Bremen
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? It rained on Saturday. There was a relentless drizzle, occasionally heavier, that did a much better job of making us wet and uncomfortable than the sudden downpours on Friday. It was too warm for…
To Leer and beyond
Last night we had fantasies of cycling 87 miles from Winschoten to Bremen, or maybe just 60 miles to Oldenburg, with coffee-stops at Papenburg (21 miles) and Bad Zwischenahn (34 miles). Continue reading
Day 3: Zurich to Leeuwarden (38km) and Day 4: Leeuwarden to Winschoten (101km)
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? Hostel in a former prison The curse of day 3 struck me right from the start: heavy legs, various twinges and a nagging voice in my head telling me I am too old and…
Cross country
So we’ve made today’s plans: 56 miles including the glorious tarmac of the Afsluitdijk. That’s a massive dyke shutting off the North Sea, but the main advantage is smooth tarmac, sheltered from the wind by the polder wall. There is video of some of our route: I bought the GoPro, but I won’t upload it until we have wifi.
IJMuiden to Volendam
A gentle warm-up and shakedown today: 26 miles. Considering that this time last year I could hardly walk, I feel amazingly well. There are some niggles: my toes say they have worked. But we are working: Bruce and Elly are cycling! Continue reading
Fog on the Tyne, in my mind
Crashed out in the upper bunk in room 7123 of our floating hotel. Let’s see what I can remember of today. Continue reading