Sunday in Poland. From the open church doors of the small villages through which I come, the song of the faithful escapes to heaven. The skleps aren’t open yet either. But a gas station in Mogilno. Here I have a cup of coffee and replenish my drinks. Then I continue through monotonous regions, which offer variety only in the quality of ways: first asphalted roads, then gravelled ways and finally also the sandbox is opened again. Then I have to push again and I need ten minutes for one kilometre.
Finally the landscape becomes wavy again and on asphalt roads there is also a fast descent, of course at the price of a counter rise. I wonder what the name of the area is. I’m somewhere between Mogilno and Gniezno. After a long lunch break in Gnesen I continue. It is quite hot and I am actually glad about the wind, which comes diagonally from ahead, because without it it would be unbearable. I use every tree that casts a shadow over the road for a drink break (there aren’t that many trees!). From Dziekanowice it is only 34 kilometres to Poznan, where I could arrange a warm showers overnight stay tomorrow. So why continue today? I turn north to head for a small campsite by the lake just five kilometres away. And so the day ends as it began: at the lake, only this time with sanitary facilities.
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Max elevation: 151 m
Min elevation: 79 m
Total climbing: 385 m
Total descent: -357 m