Hôtel Le Sarment d'Or
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... Tim - bring back memories? Anyway, the photos are all captioned so I won't elaborate further.
The day was so beautiful, we decided to take another stab at France - this time in the daylight and a plan for lunch and return for another night in Lahr. Tomorrow night we will head into the Black Forest around Triberg or Wolfach to spend Tuesday night. We took the lock bridge over the ...
... was superb but it was getting on an we thought we would try to get to Obernai, a very quaint town some 32 km south-west. The long and the short of it was that we got there after dark and try to find a pension in the dark in a town crawling with - you guessed it - those damned tourists!!! We tried a few other nearby towns but alas gave up in frustration and headed for ...
... 2 seconds) we packed everything and found out way back to the road.
At first we rode the usual village-to-village with a couple of minor deviations, (I only have the map because my handlebar is straight, not because of my navigation skills. I think I'm getting better though)
we found a nice biketrail on the side of the channel that connects the rivers Rhine and Rhone. There we could ...
... but not much more. A fine place to lay your
head for the night. The concierge suggested a restaurant, called Cafe
Gugel. I tried to look it up before we went, and saw it had 2/2 decent
reviews. It was only a short walk from the hotel, and we got there and
it seemed closed. There was scaffolding and such outside and it looked
closed. We went inside anyway, climbed some stairs, and sure enough it
was a fully functional restaurant. Part of ...
... countryside,that exquisite pale green that we don't see in Oz, lots of rivers and dappled cows all surrounded by high mountains. We think (or hope)we are following the German/French border. After a few more missed turns( French road signs at bit confusing and GPS not able to count number of exits accurately)and a stop in a quaint little village for lunch, we realise we are not going to get there by 4. SMS our landlady and push arrival time out to 5 and reprogrammed GPS to ...