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Munster to Berlin 13 – 22 May 2012

Hailstorms, heatwaves, broken spokes and one cool capital.

Old bike transformed into a cycle-path sign

One of the quirkier pieces of signage on Europa Radweg R1

We left Munster on the Europa Radweg R1.  This cycle route runs 3,500 km through 9 countries, from Boulogne-Sur-Mer in France to Saint Petersburg in Russia.  We’re using the Bikeline Cycle Touring Book, which is the same series we used to follow the Danube last year.  They have good maps showing which sections of the route are paved, unpaved, traffic-free or otherwise, and where the campsites are.  They also have loads of information about tourist attractions en-route, but unfortunately the one we have this year is in German so we can only understand about 1 in 40 words.

German village seen across field of rapeseed

The sunny yellow fields didn’t make us feel any warmer in the bitingly cold wind. Nice to look at though.

The R1 cycle route does meander somewhat, avoiding busy roads and taking in as many tourist attractions as possible, so we’ve adapted it to our own needs.  We’ll often cut corners by taking busier roads, or set out ‘off the page’, relying on the compass to pick up the map a few pages further along having missed out a lengthy meander.

Apart from a couple of hilly days skirting around the edge of the Harz mountains, the route has been predominantly flat – perfect for getting us back to fitness without destroying ourselves in the process.  We’ve passed through picturesque villages and towns, across rolling farmland, through dappled forests and leafy glades, and bumped our way over more ‘ye olde cobbled streets’ than our wheels would really appreciate.  Apart from the indifferent weather it’s been a really relaxing and enjoyable start to the tour.

Quedlinburg Rathaus

In front of the Rathaus in beautiful Quedlinburg

We haven’t done a huge amount of sight-seeing en-route, deciding to save it for Berlin.  We’re concentrating for the most part on getting some distance covered as we’re very conscious of the lateness of the season if we want to get to warmer climes by the winter, but most days we seem to arrive in a picturesque town at lunchtime and spend some time admiring the old buildings.

Places of note have been Dessau (home of the Bauhaus movement), Wittenberg (where Martin Luther did some reforming), Einbeck and Quedlinburg (both of which have lots of beautifully painted old half-timbered buildings) and Park Sanssouci in Potsdamer (palatial gardens).

Date on old house of 1545

‘Ye Olde Painted Woodworke’ in Einbeck

It’s been quite a challenge to spot the difference between former west and east Germany….there’s no obvious border, but just a gradual realisation that there’s perhaps a higher proportion of utilitarian buildings in amongst the pretty ones, and that more and more roads, particularly the lower-category roads, are cobbled instead of tarmac, and that there’s far fewer solar panels (which seem to be in abundance on barns and farms in particular in the west of the country).

To be honest though, the most significant differences don’t seem to relate to former east/west divides, but are rather more to do with current area administrative boundaries.  Some areas have invested heavily in silky-smooth tarmac on their cycle-paths, and others have not.  In fact, in Brandenburg, the cycle-path surfaces are so superior to the road surfaces that Keith has actually been using the cycle-paths without demur!

Bauhaus architecture in Dessau

One of the ‘Meisterhausers’. Bauhaus architecture in Dessau

The only downside to the trip so far (rubbish weather notwithstanding) has been the mysterious breakage of three spokes in two days.  Last year we broke just one spoke in 11,500km, so this year we weren’t too pleased to have our brand new ones start to go after just 1000km.  Usually spokes break at the elbow (the bend where they insert into the hub)….but ours have all broken inside the nipple (where they insert into the rim)…and all are on the non-drive side.  Any idea what’s going on….anyone?

The weather (as mentioned) has been pretty cr*p:  very cold and windy, and until a few days ago, very wet, with the odd torrential hailstorm thrown in for good measure.  But at last the summer seems to be arriving and the last 3 days have been a bit of a heat wave, which has made a nice change.  Prior to that Tamar had been so cold at night that she’d not taken her clothes off for the eight days straight that we’d been wild camping.  A big thumbs-up for merino wool!

Despite being bundled up in winter clothes a tick still managed to attach itself to a momentarily bared leg, but we now have some fine-tipped tick-removing tweezers that worked a treat (unlike our efforts last year).

The terraced vineyards at Schloss Sanssouci, Potsdam

Terraced vineyards at Schloss Sanssouci, Potsdam

The route has taken us through lots of forested areas so finding wild campsites has been pretty easy. A variety of wildlife has taken a keen interest in the tent.  One site was awash with caterpillars….from tiny threadlike ones, to pale green inchworms, to sturdy black undulating b*ggers…all intent on attaching themselves to the tent.  The following night it wasn’t caterpillars, but spiders who were determined to take up residence.  Small black shiny ones, spear-head-shaped stalking ones, long-legged fragile ones and some interesting radioactive-looking bright green ones.

The Brandenburg Gate

Brandenburg Gate….a symbol of both division and unity

On arriving in Berlin, the sun finally decided to make an appearance.  We found a nice campsite about 15km out of the centre, but with great bike-route leading in to the main tourist attractions.  We then spent a day looking at the few remaining bits of the wall and sating our curiosity at the DDR Museum: a small but fabulous, privately-run museum that’s set out in an innovative hands-on way. Several happy hours were spent poking around inside a mocked up ‘concrete slab apartment’, opening cupboard doors, looking at clothes, books, magazines and foods, watching movie clips and listening to music.  We read about state-run communal potty-training, sat in a Trabant and then in a somewhat more luxurious Volvo used by party leaders.

Artwork from the East Side Gallery - on the remains of the Berlin Wall

An image from the East Side Gallery….1.3km of artwork on what’s left of the Berlin Wall.

We’ve been impressed with Berlin.  It’s a great city to cycle in. Flat, with wide roads and sensible, workable cycle provision.  Not too much traffic either.  It’s a nice mix of old, new and ‘still-under-construction’, all set around a web of waterways.  Add it to your list of places to visit if you haven’t already.

The Reichstag, Berlin

Berlin’s impressive Reichstag…but you have to apply 3 days in advance to go inside. 😦 The dome looks great…full of enticing spiral walkways.

We’re about to head off again this afternoon (22 May) and should reach Poland in a couple of days time.

Chesterfield to Munster 3 – 12 May 2012

Momentous news!  It wasn’t raining this morning.  It has rained since…but it wasn’t raining while we packed away a DRY TENT!  Ah, life’s small pleasures.

But I am getting ahead of myself.  I guess you’ll want to know what we’ve been up to since leaving Chesterfield nine days ago.

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Packing

In more than one of our circles of friends we are renowned for our ability to ‘faff’.  And on our final day at my mum’s we didn’t break from that tradition.  After waiting weeks for bits of kit, we left it until the day of departure before deciding to go through all our gear, work out what was to be left in my mum’s garage, and place the rest of it in its proper location in our panniers and trailer.  Needless to say this took the entire morning and most of the afternoon of our scheduled departure day.  Luckily, we didn’t need to get too many miles done and my mum joined us for a hilly but pleasant pedal over to Nottingham.  After saying cheerio to my mum (who kept her resolve and refused to be all weepy) we stayed the night at my dad & step-mum’s.

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Arriving at Tamar’s dad’s

The next three days saw us roll slowly & uneventfully through a cold, windy and often wet Nottinghamshire, Lincolnshire, Norfolk and Suffolk.  In fact, at times it felt remarkably like when we pedalled across the Russian steppe last year.   We stayed with various aunts and cousins until we finally got on the ferry at Harwich.  Our legs are somewhat soft and flabby after a winter of little to no cycling so despite the predominantly flat terrain, two back to back 120km days were tiring enough for us to resolve to take it easy for the next few days to make sure we didn’t pick up any injuries.

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Andrew, Friedel, Keith and baby Luke (in trailer)

We docked in Hook of Holland at 07:45 on Monday 7th May and made our way to The Hague to see Friedel and Andrew, a pair of cyclists who we met in Canada in 2009 (they were at the end of their 3 year tour and were instrumental in giving us the courage to pack up our old lives and seek our own adventures).  Their website www.travellingtwo.com is an excellent treasure trove of all things bike-tour related. It was lovely to catch up with them again and they generously fed us coffee and cake and told us about some free camp sites dotted around Holland, and then, after filling our panniers with delicious cheeses, cake and home-made cookies, pedalled with us to the start of a gorgeous cycle-route through the sand dunes that we’d never have come across if left to our own devices.

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Legal free camping! Heavenly!

The camp site they’d told us about had no facilities whatsoever, but that was of no concern to us.  Located in a little woodland next to a canal it was peaceful and pleasant, and, most importantly, had plenty of space in which to erect our Brobdingnagian tent (go look it up…it’s a delicious word).We awoke the next day to rain, which made us somewhat reticent to get on the road, but eventually we did, and continuing east we headed through Utrecht.  For once, Keith could find nothing negative to say about the cycle lanes.  They were good quality tarmac or paving, well-signed, gave bikes priority over traffic from adjoining side-roads, weren’t full of obstacles and didn’t randomly send you off in a direction you didn’t want to go in.

We’d noted some woodland the other side of the city for a spot of sneaky camping but Kor, a local doctor/cycling journalist who stopped for a chat, told us it wasn’t allowed.  He suggested a place where we might get away with it, but on the way there we felt tired and the woodlands looked enticing, so despite having been warned we couldn’t, we thought we’d give it a go.  For about 45 minutes we thought we’d got away with it and then we heard footsteps approaching.  Damn!

Luckily for us, the chap was the nicest forest warden we’ve ever met and after we explained we were only staying for one night on our way to Russia, he gave us the most polite and gentle telling-off before giving us his blessing to stay the night, and he even gave us his name and told us to say he’d given us permission to camp if anyone else tried to move us on.   What a nice man!

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The most capacious two-man tent in the world?

It rained heavily all night so, again, we were slow in packing up in the morning.  We made our way to Arnhem where our task was to find a map of Northern Germany.  Unlike last year, where we left home carrying enough maps and route-guides to get us all the way to the Black Sea, this year we departed carrying just a handful of photocopied bits of road atlas to get us to Harwich.  We bought a couple of maps of Holland and The Hague in a petrol station just outside Hook of Holland, and then Friedel & Andrew gave us a much-used map of theirs with the free campsite marked on it.  That map, as anticipated, did not survive the few days in our possession and we binned the few remaining strips in Arnhem, but posted the newer maps back to Friedel & Andrew to give to the next passing cyclists who might need them.

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Floating groceries a short while after Arnhem

In Arnhem we struck traveller’s gold when we were directed to a map shop to rival Stanfords (the UK’s premier map and travel book shop).  Not as large, granted, but De Noorderzon has a great range of maps and interesting books in both Dutch and English, and has friendly and knowledgeable staff who recommended a ’Bike-Line’ cycle-route guide to take us from Arnhem to Berlin, and a couple of good maps for Poland.   They also looked up the location of the factory where our tandem was made and found us a map for the area that overlapped with the Arnhem/Berlin route.  We could have bought loads more, but decided to hold fire at 40 euro.

The weather warmed up a bit, but remained changeable with rain on and off through the days and pretty solid rain all through the night.

We arrived in Germany on 10 May and treated ourselves to a ‘proper’ campsite to shower and wash some clothes….but there was no wifi so no chance to blog.

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Mmm….shiny!

Suitably clean and fresh-smelling, we made our way (in the rain of course) to the Hase factory in Waltrop where Ruth and John at JD Tandems had arranged for a very nice chap called Joerg to give us a guided tour of the factory.  Row upon row of shiny new Pinos glistened seductively.  We oohed and aahed at their latest offerings and eventually said our goodbyes and heartfelt thanks for such a treat at very short notice.

A woodland just south of Munster made a very pleasant campsite last night and we fell asleep listening to birdsong, and, to our delight, awoke to the same….for once without the accompanying thrum of heavy rain on the flysheet.

We’re having a lazy day today and spending money in a ‘proper’ campsite just east of Munster, predominantly to get internet access, but also ‘cos we’re feeling lazy today and want to sit around doing nothing … some parts of this holiday do remind me of being in the office actually!

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Thanks mum, we love it!