Across Germany  
          Ah, summer returns!     Bees buzzing,    birds twittering,    trees shading...
                                                 this one shaded me for a while at the top of a long hill near Winden on July 4.      Love this picture.     Noble tree.
























Obstacle #137

A highway underpass near
Vilshofen. Try to picture me pushing
bike & trailer up this ramp.







A large photovoltaic generator, not an uncommon sight in Germany.













Evening, July 1 at the Georgenhof, a modern inn in the fields south of Deggendorf.

I had been stiffed by the tourist office in Deggendorf - they sent me 4km down the road to a place that had nicht zimmer frei.

As seems to happen, a better place showed up around the corner

















The Regensburger Dom (dom = cathedral)

I like the grey building with
two blotches of primary colours.















July 3 Morning


I did a laundry this morning.
Also bought new tires
for Ramorgue.

It was really hard to find the laundromat. I think laundromats carry a bit of stigma in parts of Europe. Only 'guest workers' and transients (that's me) use them.
















On the Danube Radweg above Regensburg.













Evening of July 3: Kelheim after a short half-day's ride (on account of my morning in the laundromat).

On a hill above the town, is this magnificent memorial, the Hall of The Liberation, commemorating the victory of the Germans over Napoleon. It was built by King Ludwig I of Bavaria, father of mad king Ludwig II. Extravagent projects ran in the family.














    The radweg took me through a stoneyard a few km beyond Berg Prunn. Every imaginable colour and texture of building stone, ready to be cut to order out of these huge blocks.  










I took this curious footbridge over to the west bank of the Altmuhl.
I'm quite sure the sag was part of the design, not result of poor engineering. (There's no 'poor engineering' in Germany)


On the far side I took a narrow steep road that climbed up through the forest. It was around here that I'd planned to meet up with the Roman Wall.








Finding and following the wall
wasn't as easy on the ground
as it was on Google Earth!

Look closely. It's over there!


I ended up 'sort of ' following it.







        The afternoon of the 4th I spent heading west among farming villages on a high plateau — Buch, Schambach, Thann, Neuses, Pondorf, Winden, where I took the picture of the noble tree, Denkendorf, Kipfenburg, Erkertshofen and finally Titting.
The 61km from Kelheim to Titting pushed me over 2000km.























June 5


Ian MacNiell, signing my book.

I was surprised on my
way to breakfast,
to hear, in English
"May I join you?"

Ian was a guest of the groom's family at the wedding.

Ian's a fellow Canadian, a professor in statistics at University of Western Ontario. Well, it turns out statistics is one of my interests (as a sub-amateur) so I was eager to hear about what he was doing in Europe. He had been addressing
several conferences on the topic of global warming, his
area of interest being detecting 'tipping points' where a
new set of variables starts to dominate a mathematical
climate model.


































Another of my favourites

Ombau, an unmodernized farm village perched on a slight rise in the marshland .














































































    The gladiola harvest, near Hainstadt, July 8.

It appears that gladiolas haven't been globalized yet... they're still gathered by the Bäuerin on a sunny morning.









I passed through Darmstadt on the morning of the 9th.

Here I crossed, again, my 2008 route. That year I rode through town, going south to Stutgartt, on my first day out of Frankfurt.

A unique sculpture in a park in the centre of town. It commemorates a well-loved local satirical play, the "Datterich" wriiten in the 1840's in Darmstatdt.

On the west side of town my route followd a long wide boulevard through the suburbs and onto a plain that continued straight and flat all the way to the Rhine at Oppernheim, about 30km away.








    Crossing the Rhine:  1,50 €










Bingen, where the Rhine turns north towards towards Cologne.

I overnighted at Bingen, evening of the 9th.

























Saturday, July 11. Heinzenbach to Daun, 62 km.

Around noon I crossed the Moselle, Germany's most famous wine region.
This is the town of Zell. As well as being a wine town, it's aport of call for Moselle cruisers.
Upstream from here the Moselle flows out of France and Luxembourg. Downstream it joins the Rhine and flows to the sea at Rotterdam.









Bad Bertrich, a spa in a narrow valley in the Moselle.

The sign says "Kurhotel", a health resort. I doubt if these operations
would be allowed in Canada. Each hotel has on its sign a list of
doctors, in residence or, at least, endorsing the establishment.

The ailing rich come here to drink murky
hot water and, hopefully, go home healthy.














        Sunday, July 12      Daun to Butgenbach, Belgium, 63 km.