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Castles and crossing the Ardennes
... the package. I gather that the owners of this castle have always been rather rich.
I had my second spoke-breaking incident of my trip the first day out of Frankfurt. That is one of the problems with riding a delicate road bike on a tour. I got it replaced the next day at a bike shop in Koblenz (named for the confluence of the rivers Rhine and Mosel). Sadly, though they did replace the spoke, the guy who was truing the wheel was ...
The endless road
... off a local found my wheels running down the hard shoulder of the motorway. Cars beeped and toar passed at terrifying speeds as I tried to look for a way to escape. After a while the hard shoulder disappeared into the bank and i was forced to heave Allan over the barrier and push him through the bushes. The hills dragged for another 20kms as I walked down the thorny thicket, ...
First taste of Lux
... photos showing a monk's daily life in the crypt. Mass was going on upstairs and we could hear fragments of singing as we viewed photos of robed monks with strimmers. I enjoyed the collection, there was plenty of visual information and a few not too complicated text panels. The monastery had been taken over by Hitler Youth and the damage has been mostly repaired but there are still works ongoing.
This was our first look at Luxembourg so it ...
Down a big hole
... cave entrance. Guides took tours in French and Dutch (there are a lot of Dutch here) and we had the information in English in a pamphlet. We hung back and had a few of the galleries to ourselves. We stood high up in one cave and watched a bat flying beneath us over the lake and around the stalactites. The caves were impressive and there were some great cheesy moments where language was no barrier. The sound and light display ...
In de buurt van Lierneux
... en ik verlies het evenwicht. Terwijl ik een rol achterover maak probeer ik met alle macht het bord horizontaal te houden. Dat lukt slechts een korte tijd. Daarna maakt het bord een salto en vliegt de inhoud in het rond en ik lig er midden in. Maar al gauw is het leed weer geleden en delen we samen wat op El haar bord zit en nog wat in de pan. De uitgewassen kleding hangt nu aan de lijn. Statestiek: gefietst 76km onderweg 8 uur hoogtemeters 954 ...