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Jihlava to Bayerische Eisenstein
... to Arbersee which is a big mountain lake. Had a go on the pedalows over there and stripped in town for food on the way back - pork knuckle and schnitzel of course :) Now chilling at the hotel with a beer and gearing up for a long drive to fussen via dacau concentration camp tomorrow. Sorry, not very inspiring entries - iPhone typing is ...
That Sinking Feeling Along the Danube
... around the corner of the barn to the entrance to his house, where he would meet me and see if he could assist. Sarah waited patiently by her bike near a Gasthaus for what seemed to be about 30 minutes. This is what happened in the interim.
I showed him the broken tool that I carried and demonstrated how inappropriate it was for tightening or loosening anything. He looked at the fitting on the seat stem and said he thought I needed a shim for the stem or a knurled ...
ART MILL: birthplace of my wanderlust, 7 yrs later
... down at the mill (instead of the schoolhouse) for a break. The rest of the Artists in Residence slept down there every night, and after dinner and all the campers were gone, they would sit around the campfire and drink wine and talk until midnight or so. It got dark around 10pm, so it was really only a few hours of campfire in the dark.
I think one of my favorite memories from ArtMill was cherry-picking with Jerome. The path from the school ...
A long boring road North
... I headed up the m/way plodding along at 70mph. The heat was beating down and
the temp had now reached a mighty 38 Celsius. In this heat I would often take
off my jacket but as it was m/way I decided I better keep it on. I stopped a
number of times simply to cool down.
Once into Germany my something strange happened to my satnav!! Normally it
tells me what speed I'm doing and what the road speed limit is!! However, it
sure was telling me I was doing ...
Rikketikketik
Deze morgen vroeg is het begonnen: tik, tik, rikketikketik. Het regent, voor de zoveelste keer. Ik blijf liggen in mijn warme slaapzak want ik heb niet veel zin om in de regen te vertrekken. Ik hoop dat het binnen niet al te lange tijd gaat ophouden zodat ik alles droog kan inpakken. Na een uurtje ga ik uitgebreid douchen en ontbijten terwijl het nog steeds aan het rikketikken is op mijn ...
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