My 2007 bicycle tour in Germany
This video has all three international trips from the last 6 months, Mexico, France and Germany as well as my LA to San Diego trip from February. The Germany part is toward the end.
Day 1 Seattle to Schonungen
Planes, trains and bicycles.
Mileage, a whole bunch
Riding mileage, 37 miles
Riding time 3 hours 10 minutes
Map reading, where am I time, about 1 hour ;-)
I took an afternoon flight from Seattle to Washington DC to Frankfurt. On the first leg I spent my time going over my maps and making sure that I knew the names of most of the towns along my route, although as my later riding showed, I didn't know them that well (next time I'll use cycling maps rather than auto maps for preplanning;-)
On my second leg I'm seated next to Donyet <sp> from Khazakstan <sp> he's in graduate school at the University of Pittsburgh on a goverment scholarship program, where they sign a contract to work in Khazakstan a minimum of 5 years after graduation. He's excited about the future of his country. We discuss our obligation to improving our respective countries as well as how resiliant democracy in America
is compared to the power of a ruler such as in most of Asia and in Russia and in the importance of balanced branches of government power and a belief of the people that they can direct their goverment. We discussed politics, democracy, pros and cons of changes wrought by Russia, the US and Britain in the countries they have colonized or controlled. We also discussed our opinions on Bush and on Putin. A very interesting 5 hours of conversation, both of us grew up in families that were directly affected by Russian colonization, but our opinions on it were pretty different. But then again the impacts were different, his statement that they brought science, technology and a civilized culture to his country underlined the differences. We also talked about his girlfriend, who is a Pittsburgh native and a mix of Irish and Italian ancestry and how his mother calls her Russian because she's
white, then again, I guess we do to, with Caucasians being from the Caucas<sp> mountains in Russia. It will be interesting to see what happens in Khazikstan over the next decade, I wish him well.
My arrival in Frankfurt goes smoothly and I have my baggage, sail through cusoms and purchase my express train ticket to Wurzburg and board my train, all within an hour of landing. While I'm on the train, I consider the advice of my WSL host to consider shortening my first day and take the train from Wurzburg to Kitzinger where I start my ride. While I'm in Wurzburg waiting for my next train, I go to a bookstore and
buy some actual bicycle maps to supplement my automobile centric road maps. I assemble my bike ( a Bike Friday) on the train to save time. I put the suitcase trailer together on the train as well (using my standard approach of inserting the first bolt loose, then the others - I forget to go back and tighten that first bolt, that will bite me later) The Germans have an impressive network of bike paths as I occasionally select the wrong ones at various intersections (gotta try them all
don't I ? ;-)
I finally resort to staying on paths and roadways that come closest to my desired heading (I want to arrive before it gets dark). This speeds my progress but also results in a few interesting segments where I select dirt tracks that eventually runs out leaving me riding along the edges of farm fields in tractor ruts, I even have one farmer grab his bicycle to show me a way through. I actually enjoy cyclocross touring ;-) While I'm enjoying my bushwacking my trailer isn't, the bolt I forgot to tighten falls out. I eventually rejoin the correct bike route. The route takes me past a series of small lakes and gardens, very nice. Once I get to Schweinfurt I stop at the guard gate of the Sachs plant to verify which part of town I'm in, and of course complete a sort of bicyclist pilgrimage (I guess that means that if I ever bicycle in Japan, I'll have to stop at the Shimano plant as well). Schweinfurt is a big industrial town and the home of the SKF ball bearing factory and the reason why the town doesn't have much old architecture, since the factory and the town were a prime allied bombing target during WWII. Leaving Schweinfurt, I run into a cyclist I met earlier and she offers to guide me through a series of turns and bridges to get me to the path to Schonungen, that was really nice. She used to live in Vancouver BC and had visited Seattle 25 years ago.
A few miles later I'm in Schonungen and trying to find the home of my WSL host and his family (who, by the way had stayed at Alex's when he was in Seattle on one of his own tours several years ago). It takes a few tries to find a path from the bike trail into the town without too many stairs, but I finally find one that only has a single flight (it's a pain to carry the trailer in one hand and the bike in the other, but I'm never comfortable leaving the bike alone where someone could ride off with it). After wandering around town a bit I find a tavern where I stop and ask for directions. My German is pretty bad, so they supplement their directions with pantomime showing me the symbol for a really steep hill ;-)
I go in the direction they suggested and turn about where they said and head up the steepest fork, it's steep a double digit grade for maybe 150 feet of elevation and as I find out from a guy working on his car, it's the wrong road. I'm close but Micha's house is down the hill below me ;-)
I meet my hosts and their young son as they are having dinner and they invite me to join them, this is very nice. After a great dinner we talk about bicycle touring and we talk about some of Micha's tours, the ones he does with his family now as well as his earlier rides in the America's. He's ridden from Argentina to Venuezuala as well as Seaatle Florida and Seattle to Prudhoe Bay. A lot of interesting stories over beer (tonight I'm a cheap date, one beer and I'm feeling groggy) I excuse myself before I finally fade off to sleep, I'll need to get a replacement bolt for my trailer in the morning before I ride to Nurnburg.
zzzzzzzzzz
more later - Saul
Day 2 Schonungen to Nurmberg
Just follow the waterway ;-)
Mileage, 94 miles
Riding mileage, 94 miles
Riding time 6 hours 30 minutes
Map reading, where am I time, about 1.5 hours ;-)
Map reading - buying another map and getting assistance time 30 minutes
Stairs - too many
Following the wrong waterway distance about 10 miles
Lunch stops 2
Lunches I really like 1
Weirdest tasting lunch item, liver meatballs
Miles I make a wrong turn and end up riding on a busy highway with no shoulder and a tall guard rail, about 4
Miles I pedal over 24 mph with my trailer, about 4
Miles the truck drivers think I'm crazy about 4
Miles I agree about 4
The day starts off sunny and with a headwind. I woke up around 4am and wrote yesterdays trip report and then reviewed my route plan. It looks pretty simple, follow the River Main to Bamburg and then the Main - Danau Kanal to Nurmburg. It also looks like the official route is usually on the bank of the waterway, sometimes on one side, sometimes on the other( I will find out later, that it is important to be on the proper side ;-)
I have a nice breakfast with my hosts and then start riding at about 9:30. It's a short ride down the hill and on to the highway until I get to the entrance for the bicycle path. It's a beautiful morning, many fields of freshly planted grain, along with fields of rape with their distinctive yellow flowers. Their are also occasional gardens when the route nears a home and of course red poppies scattered about. I head up river and I see what appears to be endless groups of cyclists until they disappear on the horizon. I slowly catch one group and then another and another after that. Each group is a bit older than the one before it, and I figure out that this is probably a school outing. After about an hour I pass the last of the groups and now I must watch for the route signs myself.
I come upon an area where the official route zig zags and it looks like if I take the roadway I can shorten the distance. Today, afterall should be about 75-80 miles and I prefer to keep my touring days in the 50-70 mile range. I take the roadway, and I'm happily making good time and after a few miles I hit several intersections, each time taking the one going in what appears to be the shortest direction. This is working great, nice countryside, a few villages, little traffic and significantly
shorter than the path. Oh, oh, I spoke too soon, after about a mile of frequent fast moving trucks, I realize that I'm on a major motorway with a guardrail inches to my right, no fun. I decide to pedal hard until the next intersection, it ends up being about 4 miles of 24-27 mph pulling the trailer, it's amazing what fear will do. I think the intersection is the most beautiful I have ever seen, I am so happy to see a bicycle lane and gladly turn on to it, no more shortcuts for now (famous last
words ;-)
I roll into Bamburg for an early lunch. A very nice historical town, with lots of beer gardens ;-) I order the plate with the biggest variety of items on it, I know that one of them will be liver, but while I'm not fond of it, I'm sure the other stuff will be great. I drink some water and some apple juice and sip a taste of my beer (I've been riding too hard for more than a sip). They bring out my lunch in three plates, it looks good, but what is that huge meatball, almost as big as my head. Ah, the liver. I figure out that lunch is liver with a little bit of other stuff, oh well, it's food, so I eat it.
After lunch I hit the road and then the trail along the canal. The gravel is hard packed and it's a nice ride. After a while I notice the trail surface looks less used, pretty soon I see why, stairs dead ahead. Lugging the bike and the trailer together up multiple flights of rough stone stairs sucks, but I'm not comfortable leaving the bike by itself. Next time I think I will cross the canal when the main trail does. Well, OK, I miss another crossing and end up on a dead end before doubling back a couple of miles for my crossing ;-) I come up on a touring Dutch couple that I talked to at a set of locks earlier and say a quick hello.
Erlangen is just in front of me, I think I'll stop for another lunch to drown out the taste of liver, so I order asparugus soup, very nice. Heading out of Erlagen, I figure I have less than 20 miles to go for the day. I keep heading down the canal through Furth and toward Nurmburg. I'm looking for the historic town center, after a
while I'm leaving Nurmburg, oh, oh. I pull out my map, ah, I was supposed to turn up the Regitz river about 6-7 miles back. I've already topped 80 miles, and I'm no longer really having fun, so I figure it's time to come up with a shorter plan B. I phone my host in Nurmburg to get an address, and realize I need a better map. I find a gas station and buy a map, the guy behind the counter seems to know the town pretty well and says he rides a little, so he calls my host and gets address and nieghborhood information, marks it on my map and I'm on my way. I find my hosts home just before 7, just in time for a quick shower, a nice meal and a glass of water, I'm toast, no beer needed and I'm asleep before 9. Tommorow they're predicting rain and I know the route to Burgenlengenfeld will be hilly and probably mainly dirt.
More tommorow - Saul
zzzzzzzzzz
Day 3 Nurmberg to Burglengenfeld
Over the hills and through the woods ;-)
Mileage about 80 miles
Riding mileage 53 miles
Riding time 4 hours
Map reading, where am I time, about 1.5 hours again ;-)
Touring the sights of Nuremburg time, about 2 hours
Miles riding before I decide I'm tired and turn around to take a train part way, about 5.
Number of places I stop and eat breakfast, 3, did I mention I was hungry ;-)
Following the bike path about 15 miles
Lunch stops 1
Weather, drizzle, rain, hard rain - at least I'm from Seattle ;-)
I had a good first breakfast of eggs and meats and bread and coffee while review route maps with my host who suggested several route options. I decided to use the toilet before leaving, it was an interesting set up with no tank, it used standard water pressure through about a 1/2 inch line, so I looked around and noticed a bucket with a clear liquid I assumed to be water, as I poured it in to complete the flush I realized that it was liquid detergent, oops, that was one expensive and good smelling flush. By 8am I was on the road in the drizzle to explore the historical town center. The old town of Nuremburg is really nice, they've left most of the wall and moats/rivers surounding the town as well as the stone bridges. I wandered around the town for maybe 30 minutes before I saw a bakery and decided I was hungry again ;-) So I had a second breakfast of cheesecake and juice After breakfast I decided I wanted to shoot some video, so I attached my camera to
my helmet and started riding around the town, it's always fun when people notice the camera on your head, some cover their faces, most smile and point, some turn into clowns. After about another hour of wandering the old town and stopping at the bookstore for more maps, I decided I was still hungry and had my third breakfast, this time it consisted of of quiche, coffee and juice.
Starting the ride, well my legs are toast and ten miles an hour feels plenty fast, so after about 5 miles I decide to start heading back for the train to shorten up the ride. I take the train from Nurmburg to Sulzbach Rosenburg. It's a fun train for people watching since it is a full train and it goes on the Praha. With a lot of tourists along with the Czechs and the Germans their are a lot of interesting conversations as well as a wide range of fashions. It's pretty easy to tell the Germans from the Czechs, not just language, but fashion, especially the Czech women with kind of French high fashion style of dress and often with bleached blonde hair, while many of the younger germans have black with purple hair and more of what we call a Gothic style of dress. The scenery outside the train is nice as well, but I'm too busy people watching and talking to a couple of guys from Schwandorf who have just finished a ride and are taking the train home.
I get off the train and start riding, did I mention rain? It's raining hard now and my path is shared with an abundance of slugs and snails, escargot on the loose, but after 3 breakfasts, I'm actually not hungry so the critters are safe. After a while I come to the realization that dirt paths and rain mean mud, it's actually a pretty easy realization when I realize that my trailer looks more like a dumptruck carrying sand and mud then like the red Samsonite suitcase it is ;-)
After about an hour of riding, I decide I'm hungry again and go looking for a beer garden. I find one, everyone is indoors so I need to dig out a cloth and start toweling off before I go indoors to eat. I have a nice bowl of aspargus soup and then hit the road again.
The route turns left, Saul goes straight, dog gone missing signs ;-). I know my route is supposed to be downhill along a river, I see a river below, so I must be going the right why, mustn't I? Hmmm, it sure feels like I'm climbing for what's supposed to be a downhill stretch
Oops
I stop and look at my map, it looks like my route turned a few miles back and now I'm on another route. I wonder if I can ride roads in more or less a straight line.
At the last intersection I find a road heading my direction. I come to another intersection and notice that going straight isn't a good option as it is posted with Military training area warning signs that imply a probability of death, so I turn left and head up a dirt road. Lots of fisherman out, I wonder what they are trying to catch but I'm too lazy to climb down the river bank, so I keep on riding. It's very pretty rolling hills with forest on the uphill and fields and the river down below. After a while I hit an intersection with a paved bicycle trail going in my general direction, so I take it. A few miles later I see a road sign saying Berglengenfeld 6km if I take the roadway going straight up the hill instead of the bike path, hey this will knock off about 10km, so I take it. It's a scenic route through a forest that based on the logging tractors passing me going the other direction is being actively logged. With the rain and woods it reminds me of home. The climb up is slow, then a few sweet dips, I hope I don't run into and of the deer on the warning signs or even Mark's racoon ;-) Then the real decent starts, 37 mph,
I wonder how many rpm that is with a 20" wheel. I come out near the bridge over the Naab into Burglengenfeld.
I head over the stone bridge into town. Since my friends may be busy with their new baby (it was due yesterday) I stop by the market for some shopping so that I can arrive prepared. I then climb up the hill and cross some fields to get to their home and as I ride up Heinz is in the yard and Heike comes out pointing at her belly, saying how they are always late to parties and now so is the baby. I wash the bike and prepare for dinner, it will be fun to catch up with my friends.
We eat, look at photos and talk, drink some beer and I'm asleep by 9:30.
zzzzzzzzz
More later – Saul
Day 4 Burglengenfeld to the Danau and wandering
Tasting my way across Bavaria
86 miles
6 hours
Ice cream in 5 cities
Fruit and Yogurt in 2
Beer in 1
Dinner by best smell
Wonderful wandering through the hills
Chatting with local riders and teenagers - the chicken helmet
Life is affordable in small towns 35 eur double room for a single person with breakfast and huge dinner with 2 beers 12 eur
Another Khazak
Beautiful bridges - Naab, Danube
Beers post dinner, one each at 4 different different places
The rain stopped last night and it looks like another nice day to ride. We had a wonderful long breakfast and Heike demonstrated the coordination of pregnancy as she demonstrated to Heinz and I how to wash tile floors with orange juice, it leaves the floor a bit sticky at first and it's different than the citrus cleaners I am used to, but in the end it worked OK ;-) It's 11am before I finally get my butt on the
road and pedal a whopping one mile to the town square where I stop to buy a yogurt with fresh fruit, yum, gotta fuel up and taste my way across Bavaria today;-) The plan for today is to ride down the river Naab to Regensburg, then up the Danua to Kelheim, then Abensburg and on up to Munich. I'm thinking it will be about 110-130 miles, so it will be a push to get there before dark but I will find out about trains for bail out options.
After my snack I head across the bridge watching the swans feeding near the overfall and then along the trail to Karl Munz a small historic town on the river with very narrow streets (my bike fits fine, but you see the marks in the stone from where some cars did not) as well as a Castle that draws a lot of tourists. I ride through the town with my video camera on, got some good footage and then by an ice cream
cone before continueing on to Regensburg. Too bad it's Sunday as I've finally run out of videotape, so I'll just have to remember what I see in my mind. After a few miles the path goes into a forest, my bladder is full, so I think that this would be a good place to stop. I walk into the bushes, ahh stinging nettles, time to get back on my bike and ride;-) I see one of those Warning signs that I don't quite understand "Achtung Kroton", I think that means beware the rooster, I forgot my dictionary at home. I keep a wary eye out for the killer rooster ;-)
I roll into Regensburg do a short loop through the town and admire the Roman and German architecture, as I'm leaving town I stop for more ice cream, then a few doors down I see more fruit and yogurt, life is good ;-)
I head out on the Danua trail and after a little while a group of five riders in matching uniforms whiz by, so I chase them down for some free drafting, I start chatting with one of the guys and he says they race on a team together. He asks me where I'm going and where I came from and where I live, then he points out my turn and we part company. The route crosses the river and goes along the base of some
tall cliffs, it looks like some of them have caves in them. I wonder if there was mining there. A few miles later I see a few monuments placed in short caves so that they'd be visible from ships on the river. They look to be Christian with a Jesus and two lions and they appear to be placed in a manner that seems to overlook a church on the other side of the river. A little while later the road comes out into some rolling hills and I'm soaking up the scenery and dawdling a bit when a couple
of cyclists blast by me, so I chase them for a draft, so the guy on the back swings around and takes off to drop me, I figure this looks like fun and hey if I puke, I can always go back to dawdling, so hey the chase in on, so then the guy starts saying something to me, with my bad German, I really can't understand much, other than his cackling laugh, but as he keeps speeding up and we've dropped his friend I notice his jersey says triathlon club and it occurs to me, that most triathletes
don't like drafters, so I slow down and once he has a comfortable space so does he. Did I mention I like to play when I'm riding? Then I get a big smile, his friend is still behind me and won't try to close up or pass, so I just keep slowing down, about two miles later he turns off on to another route, can't say I really blame him, after all who wants to ride with some nut job with a toy chicken tied onto his helmet riding a Bike Friday with those silly wheels and pulling a suitcase trailer.
Boy do I love to play.
The next town in Bad Achen and of course, yes, more ice cream ;-) After the cone I head for Kelhiem. Along the way I run into a group of teenagers that are hanging out, they must figure that I look weird enough with the chicken and the funny bike that they want to talk with me, so we talk about my trip and how they like Kelhiem, they're proud of their town but like Regensburg better. Kelmhiem has the old town
and the cliffs on both sides further up the river and an incredible gorgous suspension bridge that curves over the river and is just for pedestrians and cyclists. They still have the opening in the wall of the old town gate. I ride though the gate and what is in front of me but another ice cream shop ;-) I ask the guys at the table next to me where the train station is, they explain that is in a town about 8 kilometers away. I want to go to the station and see a system map and
schedule, I know I'm not going to ride to Munich on my bike, so I need to figure out my plan B. I have a plane to catch at noon tommorow. I head back out of Kelhiem for Danua aal Saal, the home of my train station.
As I'm looking for the station I ask another rider for directions and she tells me to follow her, so we talk. She is riding to her job at a commercial laundry near the train station. I ask her were she grew up and she says Russia, then Khazikstan, interesting, as I have now met two on the same trip. She gets me to the train station where I find the office to be closed but hey they have a system map along with an array of schedules. All these snacks and I need to use a toilet, they're
only 30¢ but it has to be three 10¢ pieces and I don't have any. So I go outside and beg for coins, actually I trade 20¢ pieces for 10¢ ones, oh what a relief. As I'm leaving I run into a big group of cyclists that are catching a train to Ingollstadt, I ask them how far it is and they say 50-60km and yes there are fast trains to Munich from there. OK, now I have a destination, and I hear that it is a beautiful route through Abensberg. It really is some nice riding and I pull into Nuestadt for the night, more ice cream, dinner, beer and an inexpensive hotel, I will do the last twenty miles in the morning.
Day 5 The end of my trip - Nuestadt to I ngollstadt
Miles 24
Riding Time 2 hours
Looking at maps time about 30 minutes
I woke up at 4am, I'm a bit nervous about the route, I know my train leaves at 9am and I figure if I leave a bit after 6, I should be there with plenty of buffer. I'm not really sure where the bike path I want comes through town, but with a little pantomine and my bad German, I'm on my way. At about a mile I see a bike route marker for my route and turn, I only go about 1/8 mile before I figure out that while it is my route, it is going the wrong way, so I turn around. Now I can see my
marker and I'm off. OK, I'm off but I'm really slow today, I figured I'd be riding 15-18 mph and instead my legs are protesting anytime I break 10. This could cut things close, so I check the tires to see if any of them are low, nope bike and trailer are good, my legs are really that sluggish, well I hope they'll loosen up in a while. I can tell the route finding will be fun this morning as it seems like about 1/4 of the time the posts are there but the route markers are missing, so I'm never really sure which direction to go. About 2 miles out, the path turns to gravel and some it is fairly soft, so now with the trailer wheels dragging, I'm doing a screaming 6mph, oh boy, I'll be lucky to make tommorows flight, let alone todays ;-)
I remember looking at the map and the poor surface was only about 4km, so less than 3 miles. The 5 mile mark comes and goes, hmmm, I'm on a path but probably not the right one. Well I'm headed the right way and I definitely have a schedule to keep so on I go. I see three deer cross in front of me and go graze a field, they run more like a dog or horse than the way our deer who tend to bound do. It's very scenic
with a mist hanging over the fields and the trees and the only sounds are the birds. Beautiful but sluggish route, I'd really enjoy spending more time here, but it's getting late for my train connection.
Well pretty soon I go from slow to slower, the path dissappears completely and their is some beaten down grass from a fishermans path. Nothing like mountain biking ;-)
The path goes the right direction, so I hope there are no streams or rivers before I get to a road. My trailer is sledding more than rolling as it keeps bottoming out on various bumps. Then my luck is changing, across a field in front of me I see a concrete road, how sweet. It's a strange road with ramps into the river on both sides and what look to be soldiers on the other side. I'm guessing that this may be
were they train with amphibous vehicles, so I figure I better get cranking before someone starts asking me how I got there (that might explain the fence I went around ;-) I get to the end where I see a bridge over a highway to my right and if I continue straight another fishermans path going over a railing and into a small village and hey I cross the highway and see the signs showing that I've rejoined my
route.
I'm on pavement now and warmed up, I see another giant German rabbit running on the path in front of me, it was the size of a smallish dog maybe the size of a big whippet but heavier. The next few miles are well marked accept for one hairy looking crossing about 2 miles outside of Ingolstadt, I've been seeing a lot of bike commuters so I just wait for someone to roll up.
After that the ride to the station goes smoothly, I get to the station at 8:50 for a 9:04 train, time to buy my ticket, I can't bring the bike and trailer into the station, I try anyway but I get my butt chewed out, so I grab my most critical stuff and lock up the rest, by the time I get my ticket it's 9. I run out unlock my bike and scramble on to the train. Time to pack my bike, catch the plane and fly home to Seattle, go into work and then fly out on business to Philly on Tuesday, another
nice tour has ended.
Saul
saul@isomedia.com
www.isomedia.com/homes/saul
The Logisitical Information
visiting Heike and Heinz and family in Berglengenfeld
I
fly from Seattle on 02, May and land in Frankfurt 03, May. I fly back home 07,
May from Munich.
http://www.germany-tourism.de/cycling/pdf/german_long_distance_cycling_route_network_07.pdf
or http://www.germany-tourism.de/cycling
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Distance |
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Frankfurt
Main |
N50.03174 E8.58032 |
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90-120 minute train ride to Wurzburg – trains run about
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Würzburg |
N49.79004 E9.92065 |
75 |
Take Train from airport – start ride here |
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Schweinfurt |
N50.04272 E10.22827 |
30-55 miles |
First night lodging 03, May, 2007 |
Michael |
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Wurzburg-Schweinfurt
via Main – Werra bike path |
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52km 35 miles |
Würzburg
N49.79264 E9.93645 Rimpar
N49.85677 E9.95546 Hilpertshausen N49.89651 E10.01030 Fährbrück N49.91814 E10.04502 Mühlhausen Werneck
N49.98170 E10.10043 Bergrheinfeld
N50.00649 E10.18012
Schweinfurt N50.04405
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Wurzburg-Schweinfurt
via roads |
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45km 28 miles |
– many
have paths alongside |
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via train
to Kitzingen |
N49.73868 E10.16064 |
55km 35 miles |
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river path rest of way |
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Bamberg |
N49.89441 E10.89020 |
35 miles |
Interesting historical architecture – Famous beer area |
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Erlangen |
N49.58679 E11.00830 |
28 miles |
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Nürnberg |
N49.43848 E11.08521 |
15 miles |
Second night lodging 04, May 2007 |
Elvira |
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Burglengenfeld |
N49.21051
E12.04102 |
103 km 65 miles |
3rd night lodging here 05, May 2007 Parents mail Erlanstrasse 26 Wackersdorf |
Heike & Heinz |
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Regensburg |
N49.01001 E12.08496 |
25 miles |
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Deggendorf |
N48.83148 E12.95563 |
60 miles |
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Munich |
N48.35083 E11.78833 |
105 miles |
Fly home – Possible direct route from Berglengenfeld that
is only 70 miles rather than the 150 going through Deggendorf |
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Regensburg
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141km 85 miles |
(Abensberg N48.81570 E11.84740 -Abens N48.53253 E11.67516 Abensberg –
Abens bike path to Moosburg N48.46795 E11.93574 , Isar bike path to München) |
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