After Lee and Mark had gone, it was rather subdued around the campsite. We decided to stay another night and take a break by the Stausee reservoir, further down the valley below us. After a bratwurst and coffee and loading the bikes with baguettes, cheese and ham from the supermarket in town 3 miles away, (we didn't want to ride far that day!) we headed along the Linach river, parking the bikes by the huge damn, and soaking up the morning sun by the reservoir. Two men were doing maintenance work on the damn, so we watched them drive their van out from underneath it, thinking what a great photo opportunity. After the men left, we sneaked along the private road after lifting the barrier, grabbed a few shots of the bikes at the foot of the damn, and quickly rode off back to the Michelhof Gasthaus to see if our washing was done.
Lee had kindly given us 50 euros for a nice meal, so taking full advantage, ordered steak and gooseberry pavlova. Cheers Lee!
Packing the tents early after another cold night, croissants and coffee gave us a good start to the day in a lovely cafe. The food and coffee in Germany never fails to impress.
A visit to Rheinfalls for the second time, as it was on our way, was even more spectacular than last time because we approached it from above. By this time it was very hot, and the cool spray from the falls welcome.
My satnav had water contamination in the contacts and was next to useless, until several soakings in WD40 did the trick. The bikes where filled by a young forecourt attendant just over the border in Switzerland, while the owner was eager to take photos of the bikes and our route for his gallery.
Although the satnav was working, the route it chose took us off the main road, through villages and back several times, creating a much further route than neccessary. Two of the roads were closed which didn't help our frustration, taking us along the A14 instead of the A13 which would've given us a good view of lake Bodensee. Having missed most of the scenery, a Mcdonald's came to our rescue, even giving Geoff 30mins of WI FI access for a quick blog update.
The plan was to stay the night in Liechtenstein but I saw a sign for a campsite near lake Bodensee, close to the Austrian border. Geoff's bike was handling badly, due to the front tyre only having 20Ibs of pressure. Camp Idyll is a very nice site, only let down by the nearby airport, frequented by many small aircraft, even some biplanes, probably sightseeing over the nearby alps. The local shop closed before we could buy food but luckily, the campsite was still serving, so we settled down to a pizza and draught beer. Much preferable to the draughts in the windy Black Forest.
I was woken by a plane taking off at 6.30, still tired after an early night but soon felt better after a shower. The urinals have a fly imprinted on them so you know where to aim! I thought the wash basin did also, but this one was real. Geoff was still annoyed with me from the day before afterI inadvertantly made a remark that hit a nerve. I didn't think before I spoke as I knew it meant nothing, but he was less than impressed and wanted to ride alone for a day. I wasn't too confident riding alone and meeting Geoff would be more luck than judgment, especially as the satnav was dead, later discovering a loose battery connection. I felt bad and could only apologise for my ignorance, agreeing to pick up on anything we do or say that's annoying immediately or waste time stewing instead of enjoying ourselves.
The route was planned across Austria, where we are now in an internet cafe, and plan to ride down through Liechtenstein making our way to the Pass De Stelvio, the second highest pass in the Alps. I hope we can find a campsite near the breathtaking views.
The pass should be fun on a heavy Tiger!
Lee had kindly given us 50 euros for a nice meal, so taking full advantage, ordered steak and gooseberry pavlova. Cheers Lee!
Packing the tents early after another cold night, croissants and coffee gave us a good start to the day in a lovely cafe. The food and coffee in Germany never fails to impress.
A visit to Rheinfalls for the second time, as it was on our way, was even more spectacular than last time because we approached it from above. By this time it was very hot, and the cool spray from the falls welcome.
My satnav had water contamination in the contacts and was next to useless, until several soakings in WD40 did the trick. The bikes where filled by a young forecourt attendant just over the border in Switzerland, while the owner was eager to take photos of the bikes and our route for his gallery.
Although the satnav was working, the route it chose took us off the main road, through villages and back several times, creating a much further route than neccessary. Two of the roads were closed which didn't help our frustration, taking us along the A14 instead of the A13 which would've given us a good view of lake Bodensee. Having missed most of the scenery, a Mcdonald's came to our rescue, even giving Geoff 30mins of WI FI access for a quick blog update.
The plan was to stay the night in Liechtenstein but I saw a sign for a campsite near lake Bodensee, close to the Austrian border. Geoff's bike was handling badly, due to the front tyre only having 20Ibs of pressure. Camp Idyll is a very nice site, only let down by the nearby airport, frequented by many small aircraft, even some biplanes, probably sightseeing over the nearby alps. The local shop closed before we could buy food but luckily, the campsite was still serving, so we settled down to a pizza and draught beer. Much preferable to the draughts in the windy Black Forest.
I was woken by a plane taking off at 6.30, still tired after an early night but soon felt better after a shower. The urinals have a fly imprinted on them so you know where to aim! I thought the wash basin did also, but this one was real. Geoff was still annoyed with me from the day before afterI inadvertantly made a remark that hit a nerve. I didn't think before I spoke as I knew it meant nothing, but he was less than impressed and wanted to ride alone for a day. I wasn't too confident riding alone and meeting Geoff would be more luck than judgment, especially as the satnav was dead, later discovering a loose battery connection. I felt bad and could only apologise for my ignorance, agreeing to pick up on anything we do or say that's annoying immediately or waste time stewing instead of enjoying ourselves.
The route was planned across Austria, where we are now in an internet cafe, and plan to ride down through Liechtenstein making our way to the Pass De Stelvio, the second highest pass in the Alps. I hope we can find a campsite near the breathtaking views.
The pass should be fun on a heavy Tiger!
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