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Tag: long distance cycling

  • Day 52 and 53 – Ängelholm – Halmstad – Varberg

    Day 52 and 53 – Ängelholm – Halmstad – Varberg

    Long distance solo cycling, 3500 kms south of Goteborg on my way to Oslo

  • Day 49 and 50 – Køge to Copenhagen

    Day 49 and 50 – Køge to Copenhagen

    Creeping up to Copenhagen Now that I’m in a true bicycle realm, Kealena and Bruce kindly gave me a crash course in cycling, thereby avoiding unnecessary calamity. Hostels are great for cyclists. But be aware that here in the north you can rent sheets and towels for an extra fee, and you must clean the […]

  • Day 48 – Rødbyhavn to Køgel

    Day 48 – Rødbyhavn to Køgel

    Part 3 Early morning hangs grey in the Danish sky. While loading the bike this morning the front door blows shut and cannot be opened again. My panniers are still inside the foyer. I have already put my key into a box at the automatic reception. A man smoking in the carpark says “oh my […]

  • Day 46 and 47 – Hamburg to Rødby

    Day 46 and 47 – Hamburg to Rødby

     Day 46 – Hamburg to Scharbeutz. It was a sunshine and birdsong day as we joyfully rolled out of town, the three of us on our eeeee-bikes. It took us most of the morning to get going. City exits are complicated. Once you’re out into the lushous countryside cycling is a breeze. This cycle path […]

  • Day 37 – Bad Honnef to Monheim am Rhein

    Day 37 – Bad Honnef to Monheim am Rhein

    Each turn of the pedals becomes a brush stroke in my miniscule picture-book of experience. Spinning out of the Sankt Goar gorge with all it’s high castles and history (a testament to the terrifying past) and into the modern future. After a good breakfast with good friends of course. Magnificent riding along the river from […]

  • Days 28 and 29 – Erstein – Strasbourg – Marienthal

    Days 28 and 29 – Erstein – Strasbourg – Marienthal

    Today I rode passed an army barracks onto a narrow path in the woods. A regiment of soldiers came jogging at me in single file. Unfortunately I couldn’t get a good look as I was forced to concentrate on the necessary avoidance manoeuvre. Narrow paths can be treacherous with tufts of thorny blackberries and hidden […]

  • Day 27 – Freiburg to Erstein – Cycling

    Day 27 – Freiburg to Erstein – Cycling

    A bicycle has two sides to it. Not only is cycling a mood altering activity but is virtually harmless to our Earth. It also cures diseases of the body, mind and soul. Better than yoga, better than pills, even better than a glass of wine. You can pedal elegantly along at thinking speed or beat […]

  • BUZINESS

    BUZINESS

    HELLO everybody, I have been happily illustrating and writing about the cycle ride for 25 days now. Only a quarter of the way in distance – which gives you an idea of how long the long distance ride was. After some thought I’ve decided the story can be divided into three parts to prevent OVERWHELM. […]

  • Day 25 and 26 – Karsau, Basel, Freiburg – 114 kms

    Day 25 and 26 – Karsau, Basel, Freiburg – 114 kms

    No sign of the famous Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte so far. Maybe the world-famous Black Forest Gateau will make an appearance at my next destination, which would be Freiburg, although I doubt I would make it that far in today. The world famous black forest is looming on my right (north). That’s where they make the Kirschwasser […]

  • Day 15 – Mantua to Riva del Garda – a boat ride.

    Day 15 – Mantua to Riva del Garda – a boat ride.

    I’m sneaking through the bushes along a little path in the woods this morning at Mantua. A large sticky spider web attaches itself to my back, and I take its owner for a short ride before swatting and swerving crazily. A couple of swans hiss at me over their goslings. Rabbits hop about. The fairytale […]

  • Day 14 – Mirandola to Mantova – the Po River.

    Day 14 – Mirandola to Mantova – the Po River.

    Known for her exquisite beauty, Mantova of Lombardy is yet another World Heritage site.  Virgil was born nearby, and Shakespeare’s Romeo was banished here after seducing Juliet. Finding a place to stay every night is challenging.  It is midsummer and certainly a dream to cycle through this fairy landscape, but there are floods of tourists gobbling up […]

  • Day 3 – Vetralla to Bolsena

    Day 3 – Vetralla to Bolsena

    Day 3 – Flying along on the bike this morning. Legs pump away the back pain, but the saddle, oooh the saddle. I try to be stoic. My bum blisters have ballooned. One on each cheek. I haven’t seen them yet, but they feel like incorporated gel cushions. At the coffee bar in Vetralla, a […]