Travel Log: In the Netherlands and Germany Autumn 2014 The First Journey in our Carado T337 Motorhome Margaret Williamson
Click: Complete Travel Log of the 5,000 miles Overland Journey from the UK to Greece via the Netherlands, Germany, Poland, the Czech Republic, Slovakia, Hungary, Romania and Bulgaria Click: The map, table of distances and photographs of the route and an account comparing this journey through Eastern Europe with parallel bicycle journeys made in the days of the iron Curtain Introduction After a wasted month of July in England, wrestling with the phenomenon of Marquis Malpractice, August passed pleasantly in the purchase, equipping and testing of an excellent Carado T337 motorhome from the rejuvenated Brownhills Motorhomes of Newark. By September we were riding the long-distance river cycle paths of Germany, and October saw us motorhoming through the Eastern European countries of Poland, Czech Republic, Slovakia, Hungary, Romania and Bulgaria. Our aim - to reach the warm shelter of Greece before winter strikes! LATE AUGUST DFDS
FERRY FROM NEWCASTLE TO THE NETHERLANDS
Ijmuiden Port to Camping De Wapenberg,
Ugchelen, Nr Apeldoorn, Gelderland 70 miles
Open 28 March-1 Nov. www.dewapenberg.nl. ACSI Card rate 15 inc
local tax, 6 amp elec and showers. Excellent WiFi 2 per day or 7.50 per week
(with a second machine half price!) N 52°10'19 E 5°54'45
It had been a
smooth overnight crossing on the 'Sea Princess', leaving the DFDS terminal at North
Shields, near Newcastle, at 5 pm and docking in Ijmuiden, near Amsterdam, at
9.30 am. The first time we've used this route, booked through the Camping &
Caravanning Club, with a 2-bunk sea-view cabin. The boat was full - mostly
British, a couple of Dutch and German motorhomes and a small group of Dutch
cyclists who had miraculously survived the English traffic. The 3 restaurants
on board were expensive (eg £30 per person for a breakfast buffet!) but the
'Lighthouse Cafι' served more reasonable fare with large helpings of cod &
chips or chilli con carne. We had our own muffins, chocolate and lemonade
(sounds like Enid Blyton) to complete the meal.
It took almost an
hour to unload the ferry at Ijmuiden, where the SatNav led us past the fish
market and onto the motorway system, skirting Amsterdam on the busy South Ring
round to the A1. Stopping at the first services to make a late breakfast, we
consulted our maps and campsite guides. The ACSI Card scheme, being a Dutch
organisation, lists plenty of sites in the Netherlands.
From A1 exit 19,
just south of Apeldoorn, it was only 2 miles south on N304 to the well-signed
De Wapenberg campsite, tucked in the forest on the northern edge of the Hooge
Veluwe National Park. A very pleasant quiet site, with more rabbits than
campers, though it became busier at the weekend. The rabbits (including a Lucky
Black) even ate the bread we put out for the birds! We saw blackbird, thrush,
robin, chaffinch, nuthatch, treecreeper and bluetits.
From friendly
Dutch campers we learnt that this area was once a royal hunting ground, there
are still deer in the forest, which are fed, and the nearby Het Loo Palace (of
the House of Orange) is open to visitors.
At Camping de Wapenberg, Ugchelen
The WiFi worked
well, enabling us to catch up on emails and listen to Radio 4, enjoying the
serial 'Dark Fire', one of C J Sansom's Tudor murder mysteries.
Shopping was easy
by bicycle, riding the Fietspads (cycle paths) that included a dedicated
bike path on either side of the busy Europaweg leading to the motorway and
Apeldoorn. The local shops included Halfords and a Deka supermarket, which had
tasty free samples at every counter. We did buy a roast chicken.
Cycling to Otterlo & back (47 km): The cycle path that passed the campsite's
rear entrance led us through the woods to the village of Hoenderloo, where
there is one of several official entrances to the Hooge Veluwe National Park.
Shocked to discover that the entrance fee was 8.50 per person, even for
walkers or cyclists, while motorists paid an extra 3 per car to park! This did
include entrance to a museum and loan of a White Bicycle but there was no
reduction for simple entry to the park, not even for seniors. Revising our high
opinion of the Netherlands, we left and worked out our own route around the
perimeter of the private park! We rode on excellent free bike paths alongside
both major and minor roads to the small tourist town of Otterlo. Here we ate
our chicken sandwiches in the park, looked round the street market and enjoyed
coffee and apple cake outside a cafι in the sunshine. Interesting to find a
memorial to the Canadians, British and civilians killed here in April 1945 in
the last battle for the liberation of the Netherlands, following Operation
Market Garden in September 1944.
Returning to the campsite at Ugchelen by a longer route, we completed a
wonderful 30-mile ride: warm, light wind, no rain, gentle hills this is cycling
heaven!
Ugchelen to Camping de Wije Werelt, Otterlo,
Gelderland 50 miles
Open 28 March-31 Dec. www.wijewerelt.nl. ACSI Card rate 16 plus
local tax, inc 10 amp elec and showers. Reductions for long stay (2 weeks
plus). WiFi 3.50 per day or 9 for 3 days (less for 5 days, etc). N 52.08657 E5.76934
From Ugchelen we drove into Arnhem to the electrical 'Platte TV' store
in a shopping mall with free parking (thanks to a Google search and the
SatNav). Here we bought a 19 TV (made by Salora, a Finnish firm) which also
has a CD/DVD slot and computer connection. An excellent buy. Also shopped in
the supermarket and ate lunch in the car park while a sudden thunderstorm
raged.
Checked out 2 ACSI-Card camps at Schaarsbergen on the NW side of Arnhem
but both were huge regimented busy sites, so continued to Otterlo and stopped
at the first of the 3 sites there. It's a large camp but we found a hedged
pitch in a corner of the quietest field (the one furthest from the excellent
facilities). The WiFi works well, there is a restaurant/bar with takeaway, an
outdoor pool we didn't use and a laundry that we did. There are even Red Squirrels.
The new TV worked well, not for television (we have no aerial) but for
watching films straight off our back-up hard drive. After dinner we watched the
incomparable Marlene Dietrich in 'A Foreign Affair', filmed in Berlin shortly
after the end of WW2. It was shocking to see the extent of the demolition of
the city.
At Camping de Wije Werelt,
Otterlo
We discovered what happens if you fill the motorhome water tank without
putting the large screw cap back on at least the floors are now clean!
Otterlo proved a good centre for cycling, with Fietspads past
our campsite in every direction.
Cycling to Kootwijk & back
(35 km): Rode into Otterlo
(2.5 km) past 2 other campsites. At the obliging hardware shop we bought a few
things, leaving them to collect on our way back. The Spar mini-market opposite
had free coffee for shoppers! Then rode the cycle path on to Harskamp. Here we
turned off on a track through the sandy woods to the eerie 'Kathedral Radio
Kootwijk', a huge 1920s concrete building, rising high above the open heathland. It was used initially for short wave radio transmission to Dutch colonies in the Far East (Dutch East Indies) and later used as a signal station during WW2.
It's currently having a facelift, with
scaffolding and men who don't suffer vertigo. Returning via Kootwijk village
and an ice cream in Harskamp, we reached Otterlo with 3 minutes to spare before
the hardware store closed at 6 pm.
Back at the camp we tried a selection of deep-fried snacks from the
takeaway with chips, mayo and dipping sauces. Very welcome, cheap and tasty
though none of your 5-a-day there! Then we began watching 'Happy Valley', a gritty
5-part British police series set in Halifax, that we'd bought on DVD.
Cycling to Hoenderloo &
back (45 km): Going
anticlockwise round the perimeter of the private Hooge Veluwe National Park, we
rode SE to Schaarsbergen, N to Hoenderloo (with coffee and apple cake in the
bakery cafι), then W back to Otterlo. All on good sealed cycle paths or a bike
lane at the edge of a very quiet road. MAGIC!
Cycling to Lunteren & back
(33 km): Rode some new
paths, SE through woodland and across the Ederheide heath, purple with heather,
to Ede. Turned NW to Lunteren, where we found a bank machine and had coffee and
cakes at a lovely old pub, complete with carpet-clad tables. Returned east to
Otterlo on a route suggested by a helpful Dutch couple, using the 'cycling by numbers'
method following signposts.
SEPTEMBER 2014 INTO GERMANY Otterlo to Womo Park Xanten, Xanten, Lower
Rhine 98 miles Open all year. www.womopark-xanten.de. 10 for 24 hrs parking inc water and dump. Optional
3 for 16-amp elec. Optional 1.50 per person per day for entry code to luxury
toilet/shower room. (Realised too late that no need to pay this, as campers let
each other in!) WiFi 3 per day (but out of order). N 51°39'15 E 6°27'55 Drove on motorways
past Arnhem, then on to Winterswijk (not far from the border). On the edge of
town there is ample free parking (but no
overnighting) at the huge 2-storey Obelink shop, a vast warehouse of a
store selling clothing, equipment and accessories for every kind of camping and
leisure activity, from caravans to bicycle bells. We bought a couple of small
items, had lunch in the self-service cafι and continued into Winterswijk to
shop at Lidl. Turning south and
across the border into Germany, we checked out Camping Gravinsel on an island
in the Rhine near Wesel. The enormous site looked full and the bullet-headed
man in Reception was less than helpful, despite being addressed in Margaret's fluent
and polite German. We crossed to the
west side of the Rhine and made our way to Xanten and the motorhome park there.
It was almost full and had upgraded its facilities (and prices) since our last
visit. Xanten is listed in both the books we use for camperstops, available
from Amazon or from Vicarious Books at www.vicarious-shop.com.
Namely 'Camperstop Europe' (in English) and the 2-volume 'Bordatlas' (in German
with more entries, more countries and far more detail). Like French Aires,
many a German Stellplatz now charges a daily fee, though usually less
than a fully fledged campsite. Having paid extra
for the key-code to the admittedly excellent ablutions, we quickly realised our
mistake. Other motorhomers (German and Dutch) were letting each other in as a
protest against the charge. Besides, how can you slam the door in the face of
the old man in the queue behind you? At Womo Park, Xanten Click: http://www.magbazpictures.com/xanten.html Next day we
cycled into Xanten (2 km), an area Margaret knew well as a student. She worked
one summer long on the archaeological excavations of the Roman city and river
port of Colonia Ulpia Traiana, now known as APX (Archaeologischer
Park Xanten). This site and its museum are very well worth a visit (even at
9 per person) but, of course, we have already returned there (twice) so we
left the complex to the tour buses. The medieval
walled town is now very much a tourist destination, with guided walks, a toy
train and the Kriemhilde Muehle windmill cafι open beneath its circling
sails. We browsed the shops, sent postcards and bought an ADAC Compact Atlas of
Germany. Cycling round Xanten's lakes (25 km): After lunch we rode round the two linked
lakes (Sudsee and Nordsee), passing the Strandbad (open-air bathing place
with entry fee) and pausing for coffee at the marina. It was a level ride on
gravel paths and side roads, though badly signed if at all. An information
board showed a wooden Roman barge, sunk upside down in the Sudsee, found
recently while dredging for gravel. The two lakes were once an arm of the Rhine
and the barge was carrying building material. A prehistoric settlement has also
been evidenced on the site of the Roman colony.
Xanten to Camping Wolfsmuehle, Lahnstein,
Rhineland-Pfalz 137 miles Open 15 March-31 Dec. www.campingwolfsmuehle.de. ACSI
Card rate 17 inc local tax, 8 amp elec and showers. May be extra for riverside
pitch when busy. WiFi 2.50 for a day, 5 for 3 days, or 10 for an unlimited stay. N 50°18'54 E 7°38'1 From Xanten we
headed for motorway A57. Junction 8 being closed, we were diverted to Junction
7 near Rheinberg. Then south on A57, especially busy past Dusseldorf and the
Ruhr with roadworks. Joined A1 round the
west side of Cologne, then took A61 south. Paused for lunch
on a service station where trucks were already parked up (next day being Sunday
when they are not allowed on German motorways). Polish and Lithuanian drivers
crouched by their vehicles cooking on camping gas stoves and we pitied their
long wait. Near Koblenz we
turned east onto A48, to cross the Rhine and exit at Vallendar. Finally, south
on B42, exit at Oberlahnstein and follow signs from the roundabout to the
campsite on the south bank of the River Lahn (a tributary of the Rhine). A sign at the
entrance declared that it was full but we'd phoned ahead and were shown to the
only vacant pitch, tucked between Dutch neighbours who were fishing, right by
the waterside. Once settled, it was a joy to sit in warm sunshine by the river,
with a large family of swans to feed, private and public boats on their way to
or from Bad Ems, and cyclists to watch riding the Lahnradweg along the
opposite bank. At Camping Wolfsmuehle, Lahnstein The campsite and
its position were so good that we stayed for 10 days, with several cycle rides along
both Lahn and Rhine. We sampled the excellent campsite restaurant (pork Schnitzel or chicken with chips
and a salad buffet), as well as the takeaway pizza. The nearest shops (Globus,
Lidl, Aldi) are in Lahnstein, a short cycle ride or a 1.60 bus-ride away. There
was time for laundry and internet, with some evenings spent watching 'Game of
Thrones' Series 3 - fascinating, though the gratuitous violence is increasing.
Click: http://www.magbazpictures.com/cycling-the-rhine1.html Cycling Lahnstein to Koblenz & back (25
km): Camp Reception supplied
a free sketch map of a route to Koblenz on an intermittently signed Radweg (cycle
path). It suggested crossing the Lahn to the north bank on a footbridge, which
involves carrying bicycles up and down a very steep staircase. Then it's 3 km
into Lahnstein, where the river meets the Rhine. Turn north and follow the
cycle path up the east bank of the Rhine to Pfaffendorf and cross the road
bridge to Koblenz (total 10 km). Then cycle along the traffic-free Rhine
promenade (Rheinufer) north to the Deutsches Eck, the confluence of
Rhine and Mosel, with its imposing equestrian statue of Kaiser Wilhelm
(replaced after the Americans destroyed it in the last war). Riding this on a
sunny Sunday afternoon, with everyone and their dogs out in force, we joined
the crowds for an ice cream, then returned to Lahnstein. This time we crossed
the Lahn on the town bridge and cycled back to camp on quiet roads, rather than
the river path with its difficult bridge. We cycled into
Koblenz twice more - on a week day when we found the paths much quieter, and on
a Saturday when the Koblenz promenade was thronged with the biggest flea market
we've ever seen. The railway station cafι had good coffee, as well as sausages
served with bread and potato salad. After some searching, we found a good cycle
shop Fahrrad XXL near the Eck, with 2 floors of clothing
and accessories. When we asked for maps they directed us to Thalia bookshop
in the basement of a shopping mall opposite, where we bought maps of both the
Lahn and the Mosel cycle routes. Cycling Lahnstein to Bingen (64 km): With a room booked at the Kempter Eck guesthouse
in Bingen, we left the motorhome on the campsite (they didn't even charge for
the hookup that night) and took a 2-day ride up and down the Rhine. We
didn't have a map for this but you can hardly miss the river! There is a
continuous cycle path along the west bank, while the path on the east side is
unfinished, with gaps forcing cyclists onto a busy road. There are no bridges
south of Koblenz until Bingen but six separate ferries(for pedestrians,
cyclists and vehicles up to 8 tons) regularly link towns along the way. We
assume the lack of bridges is because this stretch of the Mittelrheintal (the
romantic Rhine valley and gorge, complete with castles and the Loreley rock) is
a UNESCO heritage site, free of industry and modern buildings and the Allies
had helpfully cleared the old bridges over the Rhine, ending with Remagen. We cycled into
Lahnstein, then followed the cycle path south, on the east side of the
Rhine, to Filsen (18 km), the first chance to cross to the west bank on the
ferry to Boppard. The one-way fare for cycle + rider was 2.30 (same on all the
ferries). A return ticket saved a little but was only valid for the same day. In
Boppard we sat in the sun with coffees, watching the various day-trip boats
depart: upstream as far as the Loreley, or downstream to Koblenz or even on to
the Mosel. There were also long river cruisers on their way to Switzerland, as
well as working barges laden low with coal, stone, scrap iron or fuel. Just before St
Goar we had lunch at a picnic table outside Das Boot, a small hotel that
was closed up and for sale (30 km). A German family offered us a bag of sweets!
On we rode, always on a dedicated cycle path, past the St Goar-St Goarshausen
ferry and the Loreley Rock rising above the opposite bank. Leaving Oberwesel we
bought chocolate and biscuits at Lidl. We passed two more ferries at
Bacharach-Kaub and Niederheimbach-Lorch before reaching the larger town of
Bingen-am-Rhein (62 km). Continuing past
the Bingen-Rudesheim ferry we reached the Hindenburgbruecke Camping and turned
right through a short tunnel under the railway to Kempter Eck, and one
of two hotels listed in Bett und Bike (the German 'Bed & Bike'
website). It was a good choice, with an excellent room and biscuits, grapes and
sweets left out for hungry cyclists - but no restaurant. Our kind hostess
recommended the food at the Hindenburgbruecke campsite, to which we returned
for plates of pig & chips, followed by cakes from the nearby bakery.
All that remains
of the Hindenburg railway bridge is a pair of massive stone pillars in the
river. Originally built by Russian prisoners of war in 1914, it was destroyed
by German Pioneers in early 1945 to prevent Allied forces from crossing. Cycling Bingen to Lahnstein (65 km): The day began with a generous breakfast
buffet a selection of home-made jams, fruit juice and fruit yogurt from the
family orchards, as well as the usual cheeses, hams, omelette, rolls and coffee
- served by Rosa and Toni, who have run the hotel for 30 years. It began life as
a 16th C hostelry, much restored after part-destruction by an Allied bomb. The
port at Kempter Eck was where the draft horses were changed in the days
when wooden barges, usually carrying barrels of wine, were towed upstream by a
team of 3 horses led by a lad. To vary the
return route to Lahnstein, we cycled 2 km back to the Bingen ferry, crossed to
Rudesheim and set out northwards up the east bank of the Rhine. Quickly
realising our mistake (there was no cycle path on this side, just signs of
building one here and there), we struggled along the B42 into a head wind to
the next ferry (Lorch to Niederheimbach) at 15 km. It was a relief to rejoin
the path up the west side, to reverse yesterday's ride. After a coffee break in
Bacharach at 19 km we pushed on, with more shelter from trees than on the
eastern side. Lunch was again a picnic outside Das Boot hotel after St
Goar. In Boppard at 46
km the Rhine promenade was celebrating its Weinfest yes, it's wine
harvest time. We took our third ferry of the day, across to Filsen, then cycled
back to Lahnstein for the final 3 km along roads to the campsite.
Click: http://www.magbazpictures.com/cycling-the-lahn.html Cycling Lahnstein to Laurenburg & back
(70 km): Crossed the
footbridge (with steep steps) to the north bank of the Lahn, then rode upstream
on the Lahntalradweg (Lahn Valley Cycle Path), for which we'd bought a
cycle-touring guide published by Bikeline. It was a good path on pleasant cool
Sunday. In the spa town of Bad Ems (10 km) we crossed the bridge to the south
bank and passed the railway station, where a couple of cyclists waited for the
regular service that will carry bikes up the Lahn Valley. The bridge and
remains of a tower here mark the point where the Limes (the frontier of
the Roman Empire) crossed the Lahn and there is a museum in the town. On to Nassau (at 20 km), where we ate our
sandwiches by the river and bought coffee at a pizzeria across the bridge. The next stretch
through the woods of the Naturpark Nassau was much more strenuous, with
a steep (1 in 6) climb up to the Arnstein Kloster (pilgrimage church and
hostel) overlooking the valley, then an equally steep descent before Obernhof.
Here we recrossed the Lahn to the north bank for an easy level ride to
Laurenburg (35 km). A surprise rewarded our efforts as the village Backfest (baking festival) was in full swing, with
drinks, cakes and pastries on sale to support the community centre. Only too
glad to oblige, we enjoyed coffee and Apfelkuchen, as well as apricot
slices to carry back! Retracing the route to the campsite, we walked the long
ascent to Arnstein Kloster. It commemorates a Belgian missionary who
died of leprosy in the Hawaian Islands. Note: The Lahntalradweg
actually ends at Laurenburg, with a gap beyond until Geilnau. Cyclists must
ride the very steep and busy road K25, involving a 2-km climb to Holzappel, or
take the train from Laurenburg to the next station at Balduinstein. Our
guidebook claims that bikes are carried free on this short section of railway,
which follows the river, while the road does not! Perhaps this gap will be
remedied in the future.
Lahnstein to Wohnmobil Station, Weilburg, Hessen
51 miles Open all year (may be closed
for special events in July/August). www.weilburg.de. 6 per day parking. Optional 2 a day for key
to 16-amp elec, water and dump point. Free WC at Fire Station opposite. No
showers or WiFi. N 50°29'0 E 8°15'29
We drove into
Lahnstein to shop at Aldi (4 miles) and continued NE on rd 49 to Montabaur to
join A3 (Frankfurt direction). A lunch break at the Heiligenroth services, then
exit 42 at Limburg to rejoin rd 49 to the medieval town of Weilburg, again on
the River Lahn. On the way in we
checked the campsite at Odersburg (on the river 3km SW of Weilburg) but were
not impressed by the small muddy pitch indicated by the off-hand Receptionist,
nor by the metered electricity and showers costing 1.10. Continuing into
Weilburg, we much preferred the enormous level Stellplatz opposite the
fire station. About 20 motorhomes stood there already, with plenty of space for
more. A warden from the
Tourist Office drives round twice daily (about 9 am and 7 pm) to collect fees
and hand out/collect optional keys (15 deposit), or you can walk up into the
town to do this during Tourist Office hours (8.30 am-6 pm Mon-Fri). Why close
at weekends? We parked and
climbed the steep lane to explore the Old Town, found the Tourist Office inside
the walls on Mauerstrasse and paid for 2 nights or actually only one night,
with a two-for-one coupon from our 'Bordatlas' which is beginning to pay for
itself. At Wohnmobil Station, Weilburg
The Stellplatz
proved to be very peaceful, with the added attraction of a baker's van
calling at about 9 am each morning with fresh rolls, excellent croissants and
pastries! The specific reason for coming was to cycle more of the Lahntalradweg
which ran past the gates in either direction, giving us two good rides. Cycling Weilburg to Wetzlar & back (63
km): Rode upstream for 31
km to Wetzlar. The cycle path was well signed, as it needed to be. We lost
count of how many times we crossed and re-crossed bridges over the Lahn, the
railway and the highways. It's a ride along the valley, not always within sight
of the river, and occasionally deviating onto a short stretch of busy road. The
first opportunity for coffee along the way was at a simple grill kiosk in Solms
(20 km), as this is not a tourist route. Reaching Wetzlar
we crossed the old Lahn bridge, ate our sardine sandwiches in the riverside
park and looked round the historic Old Town and cathedral, unusually shared by
Catholics and Protestants. Its architecture is a hotch-potch of asymmetry, as
it was altered over the centuries and never completely finished. Over the main
entrance, below a statue of the Madonna & Child, a devil can be seen
clutching a Jew and a nearby notice has a homily about Jews being abused down
the ages throughout Europe not a little chilling! Wetzlar is better
known for its links with the poet and writer Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, who
came from Frankfurt to work as a young lawyer in its famous courts. Here he met
Charlotte Buff and Karl Jerusalem, who appear as Lotte and Jerusalem in
Goethe's autobiographical novel of 1774: Die Leiden des jungen Werthers (The
sufferings of young Werther). Finally Wetzlar
is home to the Leica camera, still made there. Ernst Leitz's firm that made microscopes
produced the world's first small camera in 1925. After absorbing all this we
returned to Weilburg by the same route, with another coffee break in Solms,
arriving back around 5 pm. Cycling Weilburg to Steeden (near Limburg)
& back (61 km): Rode
downstream on the well-signed Lahntalradweg, mainly along the river
which it crossed 3 times each way. The only problem was two stretches of gravel
and dirt path between Fuerfurt and Villmar that were too narrow to pass another
cyclist. Luckily it wasn't very busy, on a cooler showery day after rain in the
night. In Villmar (21
km) we climbed up into the village. The cafι at the Marble Museum was closed
but we found coffee and food at the bakery (always a good option in Germany).
Back on the river path, we crossed the lovely marble bridge over the Lahn and
continued along the right bank into Runkel. Here we recrossed the river on an
old stone bridge leading to the Burg, a twee castle, rode on through the
Old Town, then back across the river on a modern road bridge. Continued towards
Limburg, turning back 5 km before the city, between Steeden and Dehrn, as we'd
reached the industrial outskirts of
Limburg with a view of a cement factory and the threat of rain. We
returned the same way, with an ice cream break in Runkel to avoid a short
shower.
Weilburg to Camping Erden, Erden an der Mosel,
Rhineland-Pfalz 119 miles Open 1 April-31 Oct. www.camping-erden.de. ACSI Card rate 16
inc 4 kWh of 16-amp elec (extra usage is metered) and showers. Beware: Riverside
pitches cost 22! Also a cheaper motorhome park on an adjacent sloping field,
with use of campsite facilities. Free WiFi in reception/restaurant only. N 49°58'48
E 7°1'13 Farewell to the lovely baker's van (after stocking up with croissants,
rolls, currant teacakes and chocolate cake!) and to the helpful warden from the
Tourist Office. This is the perfect time to be cycling Germany's river paths,
with the weather still good, and we now have the Moselradweg in our
sights. Drove back to Limburg on rd 49, took A3 motorway NW to exit 34, then
A48 SW across the Rhine, past Koblenz and along to exit 4 for Cochem. The
SatNav took us along a minor road (9-ton limit, no trucks or buses) past the
Maria Martental Kloster, zigzagging down and up again, until it joined rd 259
SE down to Cochem on the Mosel. There was probably an easier route but at least
we avoided the congested centre of this river's premier tourist spot the
Pearl of the Mosel with its fairytale castle. We followed rd 49 along the west bank, twisting with the serpentine
river, through Ernst (where we spent a night after cycling from Koblenz 2 years
ago). In the Wine Village (what else?) of Bremm we parked for lunch below the
towering Calmont vineyards Europe's steepest, in the foothills of the Eifel
Mountains. The terraces of vines are supported by dry stone walls and reached
by single-track miniature rack railways. Blame the Romans, who introduced
viticulture here 2000 years ago. On to the village of Alf and over the bridge to the east bank and
Baeren-Camp at Bullay, near Zell an ACSI Card site that we'd phoned 2 days
earlier to reserve a place ('No Problem'). Arriving at 1.45 pm, we found Reception
closed until 2 pm, with a barrier in front of us and another British motorhome
behind. Margaret found the boss in the camp restaurant and asked politely in
German if the barrier could be opened, as we were all blocking the entrance. He
rudely told her to wait until 2 pm so, as we could see no vacant pitches in any
case, we reported this to the other motorhome, which reversed out of our way
and we all left. It is time campsites realised that campers are paying
customers! We drove on past Zell and took rd 53 through Traben-Trarbach to Erden,
with a campsite and Stellplatz on the river and directly on the Mosel
Cycle Path. It wasn't full and had a complicated 3-price structure that we
eventually unscrambled. The cheaper Stellplatz was on a crowded sloping
field, so we took an ACSI Card place on the level riverside meadow. Pitches
along the front row by the water cost 6 extra and were all empty, so we had a
river view anyway! At Camping Erden, Erden an der
Mosel Again we had two good cycle rides, following the Moselradweg in
each direction, and spent a third day catching up with laundry, and working on-line
in the camp restaurant. We ate there one evening (a reasonable pork schnitzel,
chips and salad, along with a glass of Federweisser, the new young
sparkly Mosel wine that is on offer at every bar along the river). For
entertainment, we watched an Australian comedy film 'The Castle' that was
excellent in a 'Kath & Kim' (Australian TV series) kind of way. Click: http://www.magbazpictures.com/cycling-the-moselle1.html Cycling Erden to Niederemmel
(nr Piesport) & back (60 km): Rode upstream (Trier direction) along the Moselradweg. It is
well signed but we found the cycle-touring map published by Kompass (www.kompass.de) useful for detail. The weather
was very warm with a light wind, mostly against us but variable, as the river
snakes through a high-sided valley. The path was busy with a variety of
cyclists, old and young, especially through Bernkastel with its boat tours and
cycle hire depot. In Muelheim (17 km), a village set back from the cycle path, we had a
good lunch sitting in the bakery - coffees, large slices of warm Zwiebelkuchen
(onion flan, a local speciality), plum tart and cheesecake! Then on through
many a village Wine Festival (all serving Federweisser and
Zwiebelkuchen), past countless guesthouses and wineries, until we reached
Niederemmel at the bridge to Piesport. (The cycle route doesn't cross the Mosel
here, continuing on the same side until Schweich, near Trier.) We climbed up to the church in Emmel before turning back to retrace our
route, stopping only for an ice cream in Bernkastel. It was very hot and sticky
when we got back (30 deg C inside the motorhome), with thunder rumbling and
rain overnight. Cycling Erden to Zell &
back (66 km): On a cooler
morning (trousers, not shorts) we rode on good cycle paths downstream (Koblenz
direction). The wine village of Wolf (9 km) was busy clearing the streets up
after the weekend's Weinfest. Continuing round the bend in the river to
Enkirch, we turned off into the village (17 km) for very welcome coffees and
pastries at the bakery cafι. On through Burg-am-Mosel and Puenderlich, then a
less pleasant section of gravel and mud on a narrow path into Zell (33 km).
Here we crossed the pedestrian bridge to the other bank and ate our sandwiches
in a riverside shelter. Our map showed a cycle route on this side, back towards Trier, so we
took it. It was gravel and mud through the vineyards for a stretch, then a
better path to Puenderlich, where the small ferry we might have taken had just
left. So we continued, riding below the railway viaduct and crossing the river
by bridge to Enkirch. The slopes on both sides of the Mosel were densely
clothed in vines, with workers still picking both green and black grapes. Two
well-known wine labels appeared on the signs above the vineyards near Zell: Schwartzer
Katze (Black Cat) and Nacktarsch (Naked Arse)! From Enkirch we cycled back, passing the huge and incongruous Buddah
Museum. Heavy rain followed a sudden squall as we rode through Wolf but by the
time we reached camp the sun was out and we hung all our gear under the awning
to dry! After a pot of tea and hot showers, we were 'right as rain'
Erden/Mosel to Camping Zum
Faehrturm, Schweich, Rhineland-Pfalz 25 miles
Open 5 April-20 Oct. www.kreusch.de. 11 plus metered elec (0.60
per kWh) plus a one-off 1 connection fee. Free shower tokens. WiFi very
expensive. Also adjacent 'Quickstop' motorhome parking area with no facilities for 5.50. N 49°48'52 E 6°45'1
From Erden we crossed the Mosel on the bridge at Zeltingen and drove
almost into Wittlich, to shop at a large Lidl with easy parking on the right of
the main road. There was also an Aldi on the left. Then back a short way to
join the A1 at junction 125, and SW to exit 129 for Schweich. Then the main
road south through Schweich to the river, where there is a huge campsite by the
yacht marina just before a bridge crosses to the south bank. This was the site
of the old ferry, where the ferry tower (Faehrturm) still stands.
After queuing to check in at the busy and expensive restaurant (serving
both marina and campsite), it was difficult to find a place within reach of the
electricity boxes, of which there were far too few. Then a groundsman had to be
fetched to unlock the box and read the meter. It was an unfriendly place with uncaring
staff, a very long walk to the one grim facility block and tokens that
dispensed one short tepid shower per person per day. We only stayed briefly in
order to ride another section of the Mosel Cycle Path. Didn't use the campsite
WiFi at 3 for 30 minutes or 4.40 an hour!
In the afternoon we cycled to the 'Fritz Berger' camping and caravan
accessory shop, one of a national chain, in Kenn, 2.5 miles away over the
bridge. We bought spare light bulbs and two stronger outside door clips, which
Barry fitted to the garage and habitation doors.
Cycling Schweich to
Niederemmel (nr Piesport) & back (67 km): Rode over the bridge to the south bank and
followed the Moselradweg downstream as far as Niederemmel (opposite Piesport),
the point we'd reached riding from Erden 4 days previously. The route was
mainly along the river with a couple of detours through villages. Shared the
cycle path with a selection of other riders - laden cycle-tourists, day riders
and local shoppers of all ages as well as the occasional tractor harvesting
grapes.
First stop at Detzem (13 km), for excellent coffee and cakes at the
Cafι Moselufer. On through Thoernich and Koewerich (the home of Beethoven's
mother), round a bend in the river opposite Trittenheim and into Dhron-Neumagen,
Germany's oldest wine village, producing since Roman times. Outside the gothic
church of St Peter here we saw a copy of the famous gravestone depicting a
Neumagen wine-boat. The original - one of over 1,000 archaeological finds from
this area - is in Trier Museum).
Reaching Niederemmel, we ate our sandwiches in the park by the Tourist
Office, where a Roman milestone still stands on the old Roman road from Mainz
to Trier. The inscription records a date in the 3rd century AD and its position,
18 Roman miles from the important city of Trier (1 Roman mile = 2.222 km). We
returned to Schweich by the same route, recrossing the bridge to the busy
impersonal international campsite.
INTO LUXEMBOURG
Schweich to Municipal Camping La Route du
Vin, Grevenmacher 21 miles
Open 1 April-30 Sept. www.grevenmacher.lu. 15.30 inc 6-amp
elec and showers. Free WiFi. N 49.68302 E
6.44891
Decided against another cycle ride from this miserable campsite and
left, after a long delay caused by the need to find someone to unlock and read
the electricity meter, report back to Reception and queue to pay.
It was an easy drive SW on rd 52, which became the A64 to Luxembourg.
At the border there were services at Wasserbillig (16 miles), with fuel
certainly cheaper than Germany, and no toll charges except for trucks. We
continued on the motorway, now called A1, to the next exit (14) for
Grevenmacher and descended to the small town on the west bank of the Mosel. The
river is the border, the opposite side being Germany.
The pleasant little municipal campsite is on the way into the town
centre, next to a large open-air pool complex (with entrance fee) that
separates it from the river. The site is mainly statics and cabins, with a
small area for tourers that we had to ourselves. What a lovely contrast with
the site at Schweich! We stayed for 5 days until it closed on 1st October. A
bonus was the baker's van calling each morning with an array of baguettes,
croissants and patisserie.
At Camping La Route du Vin,
Grevenmacher
The area is French-speaking, though German is understood and we heard
the local people using a strange dialect that sounded Flemish! The architecture
and culture feels more French, as is the cuisine. La Belle Pierre restaurant
in the town offered a 3-course set menu at lunchtime, Tuesday to Friday, for 9
with waiter service. When we walked in to sample it, we had soup (excellent),
grilled steak (too rare) with chips & veg, followed by ice cream chantilly.
The tough steak we smuggled out wasn't wasted as M sliced it into a well cooked
beef stroganoff the next day! The alternative main course - moules - was
a huge bowl of spaghetti topped with mussels in their shells.
With good free WiFi working in the motorhome we caught up on
correspondence, laundry and other domestic chores, like kettle descaling and
fridge defrosting. Also continued watching 'Game of Thrones' Series 4. Will
Tyrian the Imp be executed for Joffrey's murder? Probably not, he's everyone's favourite character!
Click: http://www.magbazpictures.com/cycling-the-moselle1.html Cycling Grevenmacher to
Schengen & back (65 km): A
3-country ride, in Germany, Luxembourg and France! Rode over the bridge to the
German bank of the Mosel, being the best side for cycling parallel with the Mosel
Weinstrasse, then upstream past the villages of Wellen and Nittel,
each with a railway halt. Noted that passing trains carried bicycles, as so
often on the Deutsche Bahn. At Wehr we climbed up into the village in
search of coffee but found only wine on sale! Luckily it is still sunny and warm
for the grape harvest (while friends email that it's cold and wet in Hamelin
and Dresden). After Palzem we had coffee and cake in the cafι at Camping
Dreilaendereck (= three countries corner), near Nennig (20 km). The friendly
old lady gave us a gift of sweet grapes from the vine that was planted by a
Russian prisoner of war. Over the bridge in Luxembourg lay the town of Remich
but we continued on the German bank (a good sealed path the whole way) to the
end of the Moselradweg - and the last page of our sturdy waterproof map
published by Kompass - at Perl (30 km).
Perl is at the actual Dreilaendereck: straight on for the French
border at Apach or across the Mosel to Schengen in Luxembourg. We crossed the
bridge to Schengen, sat outside a French-style cafι/bar with coffees and croques
(cheese & ham toasties), then returned to Perl and cycled a mile to
enter France. The iron model of the Eifel tower reminded us of Filiatra in the
Greek Peloponnese, which boasts a similar model alongside a globe. Returned by our
outward route along the German cycle path until the bridge over to
Grevenmacher.
Cycling Grevenmacher to Trier
& back (48 km): Again
we rode over the bridge to the German side, then downstream to Trier. An easy
ride apart from one short steep climb to bridge the River Saar at its
confluence with the Mosel. Approaching Trier, the river and city were busy with
Sunday tourists.
We entered Trier through the massive Porta Nigra, still the
entrance to the old city. There was a bicycle garage at the gate (1.50 for up
to 4 hours) but we wheeled them into and around the cobbled pedestrian centre.
The Porta Nigra is the best preserved Roman city gate north of the Alps,
and also the largest that remains (north or south of the Alps), at 30 m high.
Built in 180 AD under Emperor Aurelius, it was the northern gate on the 6.5 km
long city walls. Trier also has a massive 20,000-seat Roman amphitheatre (built
c 100 AD), ancient baths and a Roman bridge that still crosses the Mosel, all
of which we'd seen on a previous visit.
We walked round the medieval centre, the Hauptmarkt, with its
fine gothic houses, ornate fountain (1595) and town hall, and exclusive
restaurants. Luckily there was also McDonalds. We literally couldn't miss the
massive cathedral or Dom, a World Heritage site just off the Hauptmarkt,
which also dates back to Roman times. The story is that Helena (mother of
Rome's first Christian Emperor, Constantine) donated her house in Trier to the
Bishop in the 3rd C AD for conversion into a church that grew over the
centuries into the cathedral. It still houses a relic, the Holy Robe,
supposedly Christ's tunic that Helena brought back from the Holy Land. Kept in
the Holy Robe Chapel in an air-conditioned glass shrine, it can no longer be
seen. It was first open to view for pilgrims in 1512 but the last pilgrimage
was in 1996.
Before cycling back to camp we made our own pilgrimage, to Karl Marx's
birth-house and museum on Brueckstrasse (not well signed!).
OCTOBER 2014 BACK TO GERMANY
Grevenmacher, Luxembourg to Camping Lahnaue,
Marburg an der Lahn, Hessen 172 miles
Open all year. www.lahnaue.de. 20 inc 10-amp elec and showers (Winter rate
Nov-March, 12.) Free WiFi. N 50.80000 E
8.76861
Sorry to leave the campsite (closing today!) we decided to return to
the River Lahn and cycle more of its Lahntalradweg while the autumn
weather remained so good. We filled with diesel (1.16 a litre) and returned to
the A1 (northbound) to cross back into Germany at Wasserbillig. On via A64 and
A48, crossing the Mosel twice. High in the Vulkaneifel, above cloud level, it
was very misty. Past Koblenz, across the Rhine, NE to meet the A3 then SE to
Limburg, with a lunch break at Heiligenroth services near Montabaur.
From exit 42 (Limburg) it was NE on rd 49, mostly double carriageway,
passing the turn for Weilburg and on past Wetzlar to Giessen. North on the
Giessen Ring, then briefly on A480, exiting onto rd 3 north to the exit for
Marburg Centre. It's a busy university town on the River Lahn, with a splendid
castle above.
The campsite is a mile south of the centre, past the youth hostel and a
small paying Stellplatz that was full, then along Trojedamm, a short
track (signed) from the sports centre/swimming pool. It's directly on the Lahn
Valley Cycle Way!
We settled on a grassy pitch by the river, next to a German Carado
identical to ours, had a pot of tea, then walked along the riverside path into
Marburg. The old town, over the bridge and uphill, had the usual medieval town
hall and half-timbered houses. Deterred by the queue at Lidl, we got bread and
croissants at a baker's and M also bought a pair of warm slippers (winter is
coming as they keep saying in 'Game of Thrones').
At Camping Lahnaue, Marburg
The next 2 days were beautifully sunny, ideal for packing lunch for
riverside cycle rides in each direction.
Click: http://www.magbazpictures.com/cycling-the-lahn.html Cycling Marburg to Biedenkopf
& back (76 km): Rode
the Lahntalradweg past Marburg, north through Coelbe, then turned west
with the river. The route was very varied, sometimes a dedicated cycle path,
sometimes a quiet back road with light traffic and occasionally a track made by
tractors across fields. In Caldern (20 km) was the only bakery/cafι we passed:
the Muehlenbaeckerei in an old water mill. Very welcome for coffee and
pastries! One short section after
Caldern was a steep dirt track up and down through woods.
We were never far from the railway line, with regular trains carrying
bikes. Cycling on through the small villages of Buchenau, Friedensdorf and
Eckelhausen, we lost count of the level crossings and footbridges that
criss-crossed the railway and the river. On a seat after Eckelhausen we ate our
lunch before riding uphill (one arrow) and down again (two arrows) into
Biedenkopf. Deciding against another climb to the castle overlooking the town,
we turned back and retraced our route, with another coffee stop at Caldern.
It was a most enjoyable ride, with a variety of scenery and hardly any
other cyclists, compared with the busy Mosel we had just left. Returning to the
campsite we passed a Bierfest opening up at the stadium. Plenty of Beer
and Bavarian fare but (sadly) no takeaways!
Cycling Marburg to Giessen
& back (68 km): We rode
the Lahn valley cycle route southwards via Staufenberg into Giessen. It's
Friday 3rd October, with all shops closed for a public holiday, the Tag der
deutschen Einheit, celebrating the official date of reunification of east
and west Germany. Being a very warm holiday weekend, the path was busier today
with cyclists young and old, fast and slow, some with a trailer or heavy-laden,
others teaching their children to ride not to mention in-line skaters, dog
walkers, push chairs, wheel chairs and the odd scooter. Crossing flat
agricultural land, with no hills and no cafes, we diverted into Odenhausen and
found coffee at a petrol station machine. The only bakery/cafι there was also
closed.
The last section followed the river (not always the case) and we
crossed a bridge into the centre of Giessen on the east bank. Ate our lunch by
the waterside and looked round the stalls in the Marktplatz. The church
here was just a much-restored tower, the rest being bombed inWW2. Excavations
were underway to uncover the foundations. Returned by the same route, with an
ice cream break in Lollar, just south of Staufenberg.
Back at camp, our motorhome water pump stopped working, delivering no
water to taps or toilet. Barry dismantled it and checked for blocked pipes, to
no avail.
Marburg/Lahn to Camping Fulda-Freizeitzentrum,
Knickhagen im Fuldatal, Hessen 121 miles
Open all year. www.campingplatz-knickhagen.de.
ACSI Card rate 16 inc 16 amp elec and showers. Free WiFi. N 51.400204 E 9.550531
We phoned the nearest caravan and motorhome dealer, Kunze Caravan
und Sport 20 miles away in Giessen, checked it was open this morning
(Saturday), then drove south down rd 3 to Giessen to find Kunze on
Gottlieb Daimler Strasse, just off the Giessen Ring to the west of the city: http://www.kunze-freizeit.de. It proved
to be an excellent place, a registered Hymer/Carado service centre with a large
accessory shop. An English-speaking assistant, summoned for advice, actually
came out to the motorhome to look at the pump, diagnose the problem and sell us
the correct replacement for Barry to fit, since their workshop was closed until
Monday. Also bought a tie-down kit for the awning.
Impressed with the service at Kunze, we then headed back to the
motorway and drove NE on A480 and A5, with a lunch at the Burger King on
Rimberg services. Continued via A7, north past Kassel to exit 77 (Kassel-Nord),
then rd 3 towards Hannoversch Muenden. In Ihringshausen we passed 2 small
motorhome dealers, as well as Aldi and Lidl, and managed to park at Aldi to
shop. Then rd 3 met the Fulda River, following the bends of the west bank as it
curved along, with the Fuldaradweg cycle path visible between road and
water. We had ridden its 200 km length from source to Hann Muenden in the
summer of 2013.
About 5 miles before Hann Muenden we turned left and climbed a mile or
so uphill through Knickhagen village, above the river. There is a quiet casual
kind of campsite, mostly statics, on the edge of woods. It has an open-air pool
and a popular bar/restaurant, open daily from 5 pm except Mondays. Checking in,
we found we'd missed the last Friday BBQ of the season yesterday evening!
At Camping
Fulda-Freizeitzentrum, Knickhagen
Barry's first job was to fit the new water pump, which worked
brilliantly. We also caught up on laundry, domestic jobs, emails (including the
illustrated circular 'Life after Marquis'), forward planning, etc.
In the evenings we watched 'Foyle's War', a detective series set in
Hastings during WW2. Well researched real-life war stories blend with the
crimes. We also tried the camp restaurant, dining well on turkey breast with
curry sauce (B) and pork medallions with mushroom sauce and green beans wrapped
in bacon (M), with a self-service salad bar and a glass of the sparkly new wine
Federweisser.
It was turning autumnal, with cooler nights and morning mist, clearing
to sunshine in the afternoon. On a 2-hour walk in the surrounding forest we
found the site of the medieval Burg (fort) of Knickhagen, now a cemetery
on a wooded hilltop. Part of the ditch and wall that surrounded it is still
visible on the east side.
When the cold damp weather turned to heavy rain we decided against
revisiting the Fulda Cycle Path. It was time to head east.
Knickhagen im Fuldatal to Schaffer-Mobil
Stellplatz, Schaffer-Mobil Motorhome Dealers, Dresden, Saxony 211 miles
Open all year. www.schaffer-mobil.de. 16 per day. Metered elec (0.50 per 0.7
kWh). Water 1 for 40 litres. Dump point 1. Showers 0.50. WC free. Washing
machine out of order. WiFi 4 for 1 day, 5 for 2 days, 8 for 1 week. Beware: Crowded
parking lot of a greedy dealer. Even the morning rolls cost more and were
smaller - than usual! N 51°5'9 E 13°40'59
Away down the
hill to the Fulda River, then along rd 3 to Hann Muenden (6.5 miles). We
crossed the Pioneer Bridge, filled with diesel opposite Lidl, then turned east
on rd 80 to join motorway A7 briefly towards Hannover, then onto A38 at
junction 76. Continuing east we soon crossed the former border of the DDR,
entering Lower Saxony through the Tunnel der deutschen Einheit at 17
miles.
It was cloudy but
dry, with a watery sun, as we drove along the southern edge of the Harz
Mountains, in the Biosphere Reserve and Karst landscape of the Suedharz.
Listening to a series about Germany on Radio 4 yesterday, we learnt that forest
covers one third of the total area and, crossing this large country, we believe
it.
Motorways in the
former East Germany are all 2-lane with very few full service stations, though
there are regular parking places. After a lunch break at Rohnetal services at
94 miles, we passed Leipzig in the rain and took exit 33 onto the A14 for
Dresden. The traffic was much heavier between these two cities. After joining
the A4, we took exit 79 (Radebeul and Dresden Neustadt) and followed the SatNav
for a busy mile to the large Schaffer motorhome business on the left of
Koetzschenbroder Str.
The Stellplatz
is a parking lot at the back with hookups and, like all those listed in our
books under Dresden, is not cheap. So be it, but charging 1 extra to empty the
chemical toilet is going too far! We had chosen the place as being 'on the Elbe
cycle path' but, had it not been late in the day and pouring down, we would
have left.
At Schaffer-Mobil
Stellplatz, Dresden
Next morning was windy
and dry, so we stayed for just one day to cycle along the Elbe to and beyond
Dresden. We remained disgusted with the facilities at the Stellplatz and
its uncaring staff. Click: http://www.magbazpictures.com/visit-to-dresden.html Cycling through Dresden to Schillergarten
& back (30 km): A muddy
track from the back gate of our parking lot led 0.5 km to join the Elberadweg.
We could then turn right to cycle to Meissen (13 km) or left for Dresden (5
km). As Meissen meant a head wind back, we chose Dresden direction, preferring
a tail wind home.
About 2 km along
the cycle path (which was on the pavement next to a busy road) we met a local
cyclist waiting to cross a junction: retired protestant pastor, Peter Muetze,
who kindly joined us for the ride into Dresden. Keen to practise his English,
Peter led us along the Radweg as it followed the north bank of the River
Elbe (which now has beavers) into the old city centre. He was rightly proud of
this royal city's history, pointing out the amazing panorama of domes and
spires, the dates of the bridges, and the old harbour where his grandparents
had lived a century ago.
On reaching the
Augustus Bridge, Peter told us more of his story. Just 12 years old when
Dresden was bombed in February 1945, he lost his mother and 2 small sisters in
the fires, narrowly escaping with his father and brothers. He remained in
Dresden through the 'socialist' years, when food was scarce, working quietly as
a Pastor to the detriment of his children who were not allowed to go to High
School. He was one of the thousands who carried candles at the peaceful protest
at Dresden railway station that began the 'bloodless revolution' on 8 Oct 1989 -
25 years ago yesterday! And now this gentle and forgiving man works as one of
the voluntary guides at the fully rebuilt Frauenkirche, the Protestant
Cathedral with the largest dome north of the Alps, standing next to the
Catholic Cathedral at the heart of the old city on the opposite bank. It was a
privilege to meet Peter and we were sorry that he could not spend longer with
us, as he had an appointment.
We rode across
the Augustus Bridge, admired the Frauenkirche and Altstadt and
searched out a reasonable option for lunch, sitting in the sun at a steakhouse.
Then we took Peter's advice and continued cycling along this south bank of the
river as far as the iron bridge at Blaues Wunder. The head wind gathered
strength and we turned up a cobbled road into Schillergarten, where there was a
busy street market. Then we turned to enjoy a back wind home, crossing the Elbe
on the Carola Bridge.
Dresden to Colditz, then to Natur &
Abenteuer Camping, Bautzen, Saxony 130 miles
Open 1 April-31 Oct. www.camping-bautzen.de. ACSI Card rate
18 inc 16 amp elec and excellent showers. NoWiFi (free use of one computer in
Reception). N 51.20194 E 14.46083
Next day, unwilling to spend another night on the Schaffer Stellplatz
and join the German campers trying to share the 1 timeslot for cassette
emptying (!), we decided to visit Colditz Castle before heading further east.
Retracing our outward route, we drove back on A4 and A14 to exit 34 (Doebbeln
Nord), then cross-country via Hartha to Colditz (40 miles). The campsite had
closed at the end of September and the only place we found to park was at Lidl.
Click: http://www.magbazpictures.com/visit-to-colditz.html The grim bulk of Schloss Colditz (incongruously painted white)
towered above the town but we saw no direction signs to it. After lunching on
fresh rolls and croissants from Lidl, we had to ask the driver of a parked bus
how to get up to the castle. Leaving the motorhome on Lidl car park, we
followed his directions on foot, hoping to find a road to drive up and maybe
park overnight. We walked across the road, up a narrow cobbled lane to the
market place, then climbed a flight of steps signed Schlosstreppe to
arrive at the castle, now partly a Youth Hostel. The small sloping car park,
accessed by a circuitous back road, was strictly for YH guests only. The only
entry gate was labelled for the Youth Hostel, with no indication of a visitor
entrance, yet we'd checked details on-line ('open daily 10 am-5 pm, or 4 pm
from November through March')! Walking all round the castle perimeter, we found
a courtyard where the workmen ignored us, inside which we eventually spotted a
tiny sign and arrow to the small souvenir shop/ticket office. It seemed almost
as difficult to get in as it once was to escape!
Entry was 4 for the small museum only, or 8.50 for a 45-minute tour,
or 15 for the full-length 90-minute tour, depending on timing and if there was
an English-speaking guide available. We were lucky that a Dutch couple were
about to be taken on the short tour in English, so we joined them rather than
wait until 3 pm for the next long tour.
Our guide, Aleksis, was just as interesting as what we saw!
Half-Polish, half-Slovenian, he was brought up in Bradford (complete with
Yorkshire accent) and is now married to a local German whose mother was a nurse
at Colditz when it was a psychiatric hospital after WW2. His father had escaped
Poland and joined the Allies against Germany and he had many stories to tell of
the inmates of Colditz (including Douglas Bader and Airey Neave) and their
escapades. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colditz_Castle
After the visit we drove back the way we had come, past Dresden on the
A4 to exit 90 (Bautzen Ost). Just 2 miles from the motorway, and about 50 miles
from Dresden, we settled on the campsite at the south-east corner of a lake/reservoir.
At Natur & Abenteuer
Camping, Bautzen
This excellent campsite has ultra-modern facilities, a very friendly
Warden who loans local maps for walking and cycling, free windfall apples and a
variety of herbs for the picking. And it lies on no less than 3 long-distance
cycle routes, including one along the River Spree to Berlin! It's a very good
stopover on the way to/from the Polish border. The only negative was the lack
of WiFi. We used the computer in Reception to check exchange rates for the countries of Eastern Europe that now lie ahead and to see the weather forecast but it would not access Hotmail.
We caught up with laundry etc and, of course, could not resist the
cycle paths running past the gate. Click: http://www.magbazpictures.com/cycling-the-spree.html Cycling round the Talsperre Lake
into Bautzen & back (22 km): A short ride on a still Sunday morning, the autumn leaves turning
colour in the woods with hips and haws scarlet on the bushes. Rain threatened,
after a wet night, but it remained dry. We rode anticlockwise round the dammed
lake (an 18 km circuit from the campsite), extending it by exploring the
medieval centre of Bautzen.
Up the east side of the lake, past the bathing beach area with boat
hire, minigolf and cafι (all closed), we cycled a short section of the Spreeradweg
(marked with signs of Berlin's Brandenburg Gate). It soon turned off
north-east, while we continued riding to the north end of the lake, hardly
visible behind the dam walls. Then we turned south on quiet lanes, gently
rolling through tiny villages Dahlowitz, Neumalsitz and Technitz all of
which had alternative Polish names. We're only about 30 miles from the Polish
border, which has moved more than once. Under the motorway, then into the
historical Old Town, passing a Stellplatz which was full (very few dedicated
places).
The walled Altstadt has corner towers, a cathedral under
restoration and a medieval town hall and corn market in the centre. The cobbled
streets were quiet, with just one Polish tour group being led round to admire
the Baroque facades - some renovated, some decaying. We liked the absence of
tourists compared with Dresden and enjoyed coffee and cakes at non-inflated
prices, sitting outside the bakery on Reichenstrase near the cathedral.
Returned more directly to the campsite, back under the motorway and along
through Burk on quiet roads.
Cycling from Bautzen to Uhyst
& back (63 km): Followed
the Spreeradweg north from the campsite on a fine breezy morning. The
route through a Teichlandschaft (pond landscape) was a real mixture of
paths, quiet lanes, gravel, cobbles and field tracks. We saw and heard hundreds
of migrating geese forming V-shaped squadrons that appeared to by flying north,
then east (strange?). Also empty stork nests and many swans on the myriad lakes
and ponds.
Rode via Malschwitz (its only cafι closed, Mondays) and on to Guttau
(16 km) where we did find coffee sitting outside the restaurant Zur Guten
Laune (= Good Mood!). On along the cycle route, looking out for Brandenburg
Gate symbols and occasionally crossing the Spree River. The tiny villages
Halbendorf, Neudorf, Lieske - in the former DDR and so near to Poland, were
devoid of shops, cafes, businesses, petrol stations or even people. Uhyst, a
larger village after 30 km, did have a railway station, butcher, florist, baker
(closed) and finally an Eiscafe that supplied us with ice cream and
cakes.
We rode on, pausing at a dilapidated Schloss (an abandoned
stately home). The coats of arms on the neglected faηade were defaced, the park
overgrown and the fountains crumbling. As we photographed it, a couple who were
in the Eiscafe cycled along with their little granddaughter, proud to be
riding without stabilisers for the first time. They told us the place was
recently bought by a Dutchman, though we found it hard to believe. We all continued
another km to the Baerwaelder See, a dammed lake with a power station exhaling
clouds on the far side. Our companions said they often cycled round it (a 16 km
circuit).
Returning by the same route, we paused for a chocolate break at a new
wooden shelter in the hamlet of Salga, between Guttau and Malschwitz. An
86-year-old woman struggled across the road from her cottage to interrogate us,
sent by her 93-year-old husband to see who we were! Margaret struggled with the
local dialect but understood that they'd lived here all their lives, though
their children had all left. What changes they had seen.
(to be continued)
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