183

183

183 – this is the number of riders going past the author today during the brisk 35-minute walk on a little less than 4K of Melbourne’s Capital City Trail. No wonder there are even counting devices installed – no human being could keep up with the...
Left Down Under

Left Down Under

Riding the lovely city of Melbourne these days – and being a bit at a loss in trying to stay safe. Riding on the left side of the street or – better still – of one of the many, many really good bike paths is one thing. It’s asking for a lot of concentration,...
Into the Great Wide Open

Into the Great Wide Open

Leaving the somewhat smallish Trave river and the historically and economically sizeable Hanse town Lübeck behind, the houses get smaller and less massive, standing modestly back behind the increasingly mighty display of landscape. And of the blogger’s beloved...
Salty, sweet and bitter

Salty, sweet and bitter

On the second day, the author was ready for somewhat bigger human settlements – comparably at least, in relation to the first day of calm relaxation in the middle of nowhere. But since even on a well-caffeinated day it is important to get to a not-too-hectic start,...
Where peaceful waters flow

Where peaceful waters flow

Bike packing in the northern-most state of Germany, in Schleswig-Holstein, means not only home-coming and relishing in old-time memories, revisiting childhood places and reliving experiences of decades past; foremost and most importantly, it means: tranquility in...