#2 A day’s rest and continue

Since I wasn’t physically fit, I spent a whole day relaxing in the beautiful Sauerland village. Great air and beautiful views, plus sunshine and the knowledge that the weather is finally getting better.

Knees smeared with tiger balm, later a little walk to keep moving. Really good for me.

Off we went in the company of an acquaintance in a bright blue sky and the sun in the face partly still uphill and down. But more down, which of course I preferred. I have resolved this time to drive about 60 km so that my knee can recover a bit.
Unfortunately, that didn’t work out as well as I had hoped: My Warm Showers host lives uphill again, so it was back to fighting. But I listened to music while doing it, took a few photos, was well-rested, and had the sun on my face.

 

Finally arrived, I was warmly welcomed.

We sat in the garden until after 10 p.m. and talked, it was really nice. Before I went to sleep I felt my knee quite a bit. I also noticed my little sunburn ­čÖé

Good news the next morning: My knee hurts less! But a bad one: my other one hurts like hell now.
Nevertheless, with great weather, wonderful views in Siegerland (PLEASE ALL go there), and nice music, I drove towards Gie├čen. There, my Warmshowers hosts made their garden available to me for camping. It doesn’t get any better than that! I don’t know what to say.
Unfortunately, the ride was exhausting despite a lot of descent (FINALLY DESCENT) because my knees are just not used to it. But again and again, small conversations on the way and breaks always give you new joy/strength. In the meantime, my motivation is slowly coming, very sluggishly because of. the pain, but she comes. I just hope that my body will get used to the strain over the next few days. Unfortunately, I can only do distances of approx. 50 – 70 km. But I know it will get better, just hopefully soon.
I was driving through a beautiful little town called Dillburg. I felt like I was in the Middle Ages with all the little houses and the winding narrow streets. It’s rare that I’m excited about a place, but this is definitely one of my favorites. In addition, the castle on the mountain, is wonderful. The houses are typical for the age: often white with wooden beams. But everything fitted perfectly.

Unfortunately, pictures cannot reflect what you really saw and, above all, felt.

 

The goal was getting closer and my hunger was getting bigger. When we finally arrived, work came first, as always, then pleasure: building the house, making the bed, preparing the kitchen, cooking and switching off.
Now I was sitting in the garden with the tent behind me, eating warm (and disgusting) canned soup and resting.

I could hardly get out of bed in the morning and I slept badly. I fell asleep in the morning and woke up around 9am. Very slowly I got ready confused. I didn’t know where to start with. I didn’t feel very hungry either. My knees just hurt and I could barely walk. But anyway, slowly I just got ready and drove off at around 12 o’clock.
It often went down, but every now and then I pushed a little. Except for the beautiful villages, where you feel like you are in the Middle Ages, the route was rather boring. Lots of fields, but you got ahead somehow. My knees hurt less as the day went on, but I didn’t want to overdo it. I told myself that around 5 p.m. I would find a place to sleep. On the way I bought water, something to eat (although not a big appetite) and took small breaks. From time to time I waved at a VW Beetle driver (I have a VW T2 myself, boxers just have to stick together).
I met a pensioner who drove a few kilometers with me. He thought my trip was great. He said he has grandchildren and still got a bicycle and a tent and went to the Baltic Sea with them. It just wanted to live its life. His family could manage without him. Great attitude, just taking a break at that age, nice!

I can’t say how many kilometers I did that day, but I estimate it was about 50 (no GPS data available because I have to save electricity).
I found a horse ranch where I was allowed to pitch my tent. I set everything up, ate something warm and enjoyed the last 1-2 hours resting and reading. I usually went to sleep when the sun went down.

It was really cold and damp in the morning. I didn’t feel like getting up and was really freezing. I ate the last of the Kabanosy and students’ food (I wasn’t hungry), washed my hair in cold water, and slowly got ready. When others manage to keep going with a tent at -30 degrees, I still live in luxury. Luckily it was mostly downhill and slowly I got warmer.
The route mostly took me along the Main, where everything was nice and flat and paved. In between also through beautiful villages (I repeat myself, but it’s just the truth). I got more and more strength and motivation, despite knee pain. Unfortunately, I’m still not at 100% as far as motivation is concerned, unfortunately, that can take a while. The break from travel (vacation) was too long, sometimes I even have to force myself.

Around 4 p.m. (almost 7 hours drive) I said to myself, ok, don’t do that to your knees anymore. Unfortunately I couldn’t find a place to sleep and had to go to a campsite. But where are all the beautiful farms with their 10 dairy cows and the chickens on the house? I think I still live in a dream world. It doesn’t matter, I’ve saved enough in the last few days and was able to spend EUR 8.50 (with a shower). I made myself spaghetti with a sauce (1st attempt and worked straight away with the burner) and enjoyed the moment right on the Main with a beautiful view of a vineyard.

I closed the evening with a few guests at the table. I drank my first beer in a long time.

10 thoughts to “#2 A day’s rest and continue”

  1. Na, das h├Ârt sich doch schon ganz gut an. Logisch das dir das Training fehlt. Aber du hast ja Zeit…..musst ja nicht n├Ąchste Woche in Istanbul sein. ­čśë Weiterhin viel Kraft.
    PS: Endlich was zum lesen!

    1. Hi, ja, das mit dem Lesen dauert immer. Ich m├Âchte halt nicht jeden Tag was schreiben M├ťSSEN, sonst sitze ich nur noch am Rechner und zudem habe ich selten Internet.
      Knie werden besser, so langsam. Bald erhole ich mich noch 2 – 3 Tage und die Alpen k├Ânnen einpacken!

  2. Auch wir haben gespannt auf deinen neuen Bericht gewartet und ihn mit Freude interessiert gelesen. Wir w├╝nschen dir viel Kraft und weiterhin Mut f├╝r die folgenden Etappen. Deine Motivation baust du dir wieder auf! Achte auf deine Knie, dich hetzt ja keiner. Wir m├Âchten dich heil und gesund wiedersehen, um deine R├╝ckkehr zu feiern, wo wir deine Abfahrt schon vers├Ąumt haben ­čÖü und dich nicht statt dessen im Krankenhaus besuchen wg. Knie-OP. In diesem Sinne, alles Gute.

    1. Hi, sieht alles einfach positiv: Ihr habt es verpasst, damit der Empfang um so besser wird ­čśë
      Ja, leider kann ich nicht so viel Fahren, wie ich das will, ich h├Âre wirklich auf meinen K├Ârper (nicht den Kopf). Wird aber langsam.

  3. Sch├Ân von dir zu h├Âren! Nachdem ich deinen ersten Bericht gelesen hatte, war ich nat├╝rlich sehr gespannt wie es weitergeht! Ich verstehe nat├╝rlich dass du Akku sparen musst,klar.
    Dass deine Knie schmerzen ist nicht sch├Ân…und ich hoffe dass es besser wird. Du hast deine Tour ja gerade erst angefangen. Nur Mut! Das wird schon! Die Alpen werden noch ein schweres St├╝ck – aber auch das schaffst du!!!
    Ich mag das Sauerland auch sehr mit seinen beschaulichen D├Ârfern und der Natur. Mal sehen was du ├╝ber die D├Ârfer und St├Ądte anderer L├Ąnder berichten wirst. I will stay tuned !

    1. Hallo Mel,

      danke f├╝r die Motivation, aber ich wei├č, dass das besser wird. Jeder Anfang ist schwierig. Ich werde mich auf jeden Fall ├╝berall bessern, Radfahren, Knie, Oberschenkel, aber auch Fotos und Berichte. Man lernt permanet hinzu.
      ├ťber die anderen L├Ąnder bin ich auch gespannt, ich w├╝rde mehr geschichtl. einbauen, aber das w├Ąre sehr viel Arbeit. Mal schauen wie sich alles entwickeln wird. Alles in einem: Freut mich ├╝ber das Interesse, es wird auf jeden Fall besser ­čÖé

  4. Es trug sich zu, dass in einem ├Ąu├čerst dramatischen Pokal-Halbfinale der polnische Fc Bayern Legia Warszawa auf den sympatischen und einfachen Verein von nebenan, G├│rnik Zabrze (z.dt. Bergsteiger Hindenburg) traf. Nach einem f├╝r G├│rnik gl├╝cklichem 1 zu 1 unentschieden; gelang dem urspr├╝nglichen Herzensverein Poldis die verdiente F├╝hrung im R├╝ckspiel. Alles sah nach einem; die Welt ver├Ąndernden aphrodi- und euphorisierenden Sieg der letztj├Ąhrigen Fu├čballm├Ąrchenstatisten aus, bis…

    ..ja, bis zu diesem Moment, wo sich eine Nachricht im Stadion rumsprach. Eine Nachricht die neben den eingefleischten Fans, vor allem auch das Team so sehr ersch├╝tterte, dass der Torwart sich vollkommen orientierungslos eine rote Karte einfing und die Hauptstadt zum Ende hin, inkl. Last-minute-Tores 2 zu 1 gewann.
    Das traurige Ausscheiden besch├Ąftigte jedoch niemanden weiter, war es doch nur eine Randnotiz, ein Funken in Lucifers Schmelzkessel des B├Âsen, im Vergleich zu der Nachricht, die sich im Stadion rumsprach und die wie folgt, tinitusartig durch alle Ohren sauste:
    “Lukasz ist da drau├čen alone and lost. Ganz ohne seinen Amigo, den Orientierung-spendenden Leuchtturm, den im Fahrtwind fliegenden Vogel der Freiheit, der Halt-gebenden Erinnerung an seine Freunde, der ├Âffentlichen Zurschaustellung seiner Coolness.” Und alle waren trunken und wirsch vor Sorge und der Frage: “Wo, wo (zum Teufel) Junge ist der Fuchsschwanz????”

    :-O :-O :-O :-O :-O :-O :-O :-O :-O :-O :-O :-O :-O :-O :-O :-O :-O :-O :-O :-O :-O :-O:-O :-O :-O :-O :-O

    1. Hi, ich hatte bisher nicht die Zeit zu. Morgen gucke ich, ob das ├╝berhaupt geht. Problem ist, dass ich beim Esel anschieben aufs Rad springe und mit dem Bein ├╝ber das Hinterrad schwenke. Dabei kann es sein, dass ich den Fuchsschwanz erwische. Isch guck’ ma’…

      Aber schieb die Schuld nicht auf mich ­čśŤ

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