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20. Singing down to the Bodensee. (June 18)

I dropped down from the mountain ice, with the river misting at my side. From Stuben to Bludenz to Nenzing to Feldkirch. My wheels spun fast between the trees, until the land began to plain, and the white stream expanded into a calm turquoise lens.
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The tunnel panic wasn’t so bad this time, being Sunday morning, the traffic minimal.

There was an Austrian Oompah band playing in a carnival tent, and around the corner stood this beautiful black horse. I took this shot from the hip.

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I’m officially over the hill. There will be no more mountains ranges until I reach Oslo. Quite sad.

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Noticed the change in architecture and the cooking smells wafting from the houses.

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The Rhine River deserves a mention…Rhenus, Rein, Rhein, le Rhin, Reno, Rijn…. I will be following it for the next 1000 kms, so we’ll get to the whole history and geography of it later.

When the road flattened out, I felt it was finally time to admit I was going to Oslo, so I wrote ROM – OSLO on my front carrier label. This had a magic effect on the people around me. Paolo was the first to approach me to talk about the journey, and from then on everyone has been much more friendly and inquiring. They all say….”going solo” with astonishment.

By now the number of HELLO’S that have been said per day, must be nearing a million. A smile works wonders with passing cyclists, and they generally smile back. I sail along from smile to smile.

103 kms later, in Rorschach, Switzerland, I flopped into a bunk bed in this youth hostel. Felt rather like an old codger, but was very pleased to have the room to myself. It had a fabulous view over the lake and a basin in it where I washed my textiles.
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The plugs and the money are different in Switzerland. All my electronic equipment could not be charged. So I went out looking for food, which was a lot of trouble for my legs. Some nice ladies fed me some green asparagus spears with very yellow hollandaise sauce, and a little beer. – €26.00.

The world cup soccer – Switzerland versus Brazil game was on. Shame, they were all so enthusiastic, boys shouting from cars covered in red and white cross flags speeding past. As I left the restaurant the rain came pouring down and I had a soggy barefoot walk all the way back to the hostel. My sandals are very slippery on the inside when wet.

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The first thing I look for in a hotel room, is how many plugs there are. The hostel room had one that didn’t work. My ebike battery was critically low on power after 103 km even if it was mostly downhill. Here is a sketch to show you exactly how many electronics I carry with me in my panniers.


Jumped on the bike in the morning, and had 30 kms on the display…of course I could pedal without power, but it’s like going from riding a black stallion to riding a cow.

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A cyclist told me yesterday that the weather would be bad today. I have heard that so many times, and it turns out perfectly fine.
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Friends come in all shapes and sizes. This little sparrow had coffee and a biscuit with me.
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Just tell me how many bike paths do these people have!?!  So many choices! I am taking the Eurovelo 15, which runs next to the Rhine, via Basel.

There wasn’t the exact, perfect looking restaurant in Kontanz area, so I took a chance and went on with only 5 kms of power left on my ebike. Suddenly I was out in the countryside with fields as far as the eye could see, but at least it was flat in case my black stallion turned into a cow.

With just 1 km to go, a hotel appeared like a genie from a bottle, and I fizzled into the bike parking space.

The menu was: “Salad, Il Risotto al pomodoro with fried feta…and a banana-berry smoothy.   After lunch I asked the waiter if they had a room free, and in a flash I was booked into the hotel, and my cables were all plugged into the walls of my room.
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Little bowl of sunshine.
if you get lost
Sunday 17, Odometer: 1366.3 – today ‘s trip distance 103 kms, average speed 18.6 kph. Monday 18. Odometer 1410.4 – today 44 kms…

7 thoughts on “20. Singing down to the Bodensee. (June 18)

  1. I am loving the ride with you,
    Love the smile on the rider of your Black horse, interesting what a difference your Rom – Oslo has made, people are now “invited” to comment on your trip. We found a lot of friendly faces when we cycled along the Danube
    we are finishing our packing for a 4×4 trip on eastern edge of Kruger,
    Lots of love from both of us

    1. Sounds great, a trip to eastern Kruger! Thanks for the feedback. Have a lovely trip and smell the grasses! Love x

  2. Such an adventure you’re creating every day! Reading your descriptions I feel like I’m right there beside you Leanne but in reality I’m not as I’d never have the balls to do it. Happy trails. XX from Melbourne.

    1. Glad to have you with me in spirit Lee. You certainly do create your own adventures from what I see on fb. X from somewhere near Constanz

  3. Love your photographs !! Magnificent shots !! and always look forward to reading your blog…. 🙂

    1. Thanks Conny, good to know that it’s worth the effort. x

  4. Liebe Irmgard, lieber Udo

    Anbei der Blog einer Patientin die vor wenigen Wochen von Rom aus gestartet ist. Bald kommt sie bei Euch vorbei! gruss Nico

    Dr Nico Naumann Clinica Margherita Via di Villa Massimo 48 00161 Rome Tel: 0039 06 86275591 Web: doctornaumann.info

    2018-06-18 19:21 GMT+02:00 Over the Hill :

    > Over the Hill posted: “I dropped down from the mountain ice, with the > river misting at my side. From Stuben to Bludenz to Nenzing to Feldkirch. > My wheels spun fast between the trees, until the land began to plain, and > the white stream expanded into a calm turquoise lens. &nbs” >

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