29 October 2011
Woke up a little late but still ready before 9:30. Replaced missing bolt on my rear rack. Now we are good to go.
Kim and I threw the Frisbee, which has seen better days, around for a little while after we packed up. Not as cold this morning.
Was feeling down today. Homesick? Tired? Lack of sunlight? But am doing good now. Nice bench in the middle of nowhere. Field of bright yellow flowers in front of us with hazy views of distant hills, church and farm equipment. A little chilly but the clouds blanketing the sky overhead make beautiful designs high in the atmosphere.
OOOEEEE I got a sugar rush. Just ate oatmeal with loads of brown sugar. Came down from some hills flying at 22mph. Made up time and should get to the Rijn River today. I didn’t think we would make it this far judging by this morning. Must thank Weezy for the motivating music. It is crazy how some good ole NOLA rhymes can lift the spirits.
Might puke from the oatmeal. So much.
Near the end of the day we found ourselves riding along the Rijn with the sun setting to the west as we ride south. The hills to the right hid the sun prematurely while the ones to the left on the other side of the river glowed orange with autumn foliage and the illumination of the setting sun.
Wild camping just didn’t feel right so we ended up backtracking 3 miles to find the nearest camping grounds. Luckily it is nestled in a valley and we avoided ending the day with a hard climb as we had anticipated.
Camp is great. We found ourselves drawn into the campgrounds bar with the promise of honest to god German bier. The Gaffel is flowing as smoothly as the Rijn where it is brewed just up-stream. We can’t help but to have a smile plastered to our faces as we try to comprehend what the ten locals occupying the room with us are saying in their native tongue.
The bar is small, warm and cozy and at this moment in time couldn’t imagine a better end to the day. Six days and over 300 miles down. Cold beer is so great. Setting up the tent will be fun here in the cold dark night. But we will deal with that later. For now. Beer.
€0.50 for a warm douche. Didn’t pay. Water was so cold that it literally hurt. Pits still stink. D.O. and warm clothes make the tent feel so good. Oh yeah I am sure that the beer, sensi and being in a silk lined, very cozy sleeping bag next to Kimmy are lifting the spirits too, not that I could get much higher.
Listened to some Outkast and recapped the day with my baby, who just fell back into the tent after taking a pee break.
Laying down and feeling good. Hitting over 300 miles. Good day. Goodnight.