Sometimes the trips that you don’t go on are the best ones. At least, that’s what it felt like when I received word from the group of (sorry) freaks I almost joined (as yet another freak) to ride the 305K from Hamburg to Berlin in one day. And they did it...
Went to the little town of Wertheim today. Officially it was to visit the annual garden festival held there. And to spend way too much money on way too many plants and fun garden decorations, so basically the usual. At least at first glance. However, the trip was good...
Have been travelling quite a bit again during the last few weeks. Too many business trips, too little leisure time, too much travel by other means of transportation than by bike. But even under these non-leisure, non-biking circumstances, of course, my eyes have been...
Three uphill races today: This really calls for some reward that should better be a good one. And, as it turned out, it was a great reward to have the last carb loading stop of the day right next to Niederwald Monument hovering above the Rhine, overlooking it towards...
Day Two of this year’s Goethe tour had to take place without me… A crash on day 1 (lucky me has not been involved in) led to me passing day 2 not as a biker, but as a comforter and chauffeur to one of the spilled co-riders to get her stuff back together in...
Finally, after 2010 and 2011 not leaving enough time and energy to take part in the annual „Goethetour“, we rode over to the 2012 start/finish of the 4-day event in Bingen right at the banks of the river Rhine. Although sleeping high above the Rhine...
One more piece of evidence that the most British or, more even, English of all continental cities is Hamburg, the beloved home town of your’s truly: Finally, you can buy one of those slightly eccentric, but very stylish folding bikes by Brompton in a German shop...
Easter Sunday has been a day spent in Cologne for several years now, as on Easter Monday morning (a bank holiday in Germany) the race „Rund um Koeln“ (Around Cologne) has been taking place for more than a century by now, namely since 1908 – lest...
Two weeks in Mallorca could turn a bit dull even with a bike under your butt and a handful of good friends on your side, if there weren’t at least some mental stimuli by some cultural impressions. And mucho cultura there is on that island – although the...
It’s been more than six months that I have been on a road bike, and the shape I am in is exactly as pathetic as you’d think it is after such a long time off-bike. Respectively intense is the feeling of joy now, the joy of being back on the bike today. In...
