I sleep in a 1000 stars hotel! When I wake up at night, the Big Dipper is right above me. And above all there is an intoxicating silence. The dancing-in-the-may-rouble that has gripped the surrounding villages doesn’t get up to here. With the coming of dawn I wake up the next time. The stars have . . .
Towards the end of the 19th century, the Vennbahn was built and connected the industrial centres of Aachen-Rothe Erde and Luxembourg. Coal from the Aachen coal mining area was transported to Luxembourg, and in the other direction Luxembourg iron ore was brought to Aachen and Eschweiler for smelting. In addition, the railway opened up the . . .
In 2016 Uta and I were on the road on the Eurovelo 4. I am in the process of documenting this tour. This will happen bit by bit, but the beginning is done. You can find the tour here: EuroVelo 4: Brittany and Normandy For my subscribers: Since these are not blog posts, there are . . .
Es ist schon länger her, dass Uta und ich ein Stück auf dem Rheinradweg – dem EuroVelo 15 – gefahren sind. Ich habe dazu auch ein paar Seiten erstellt, die unter dem Menüpunkt “Rad” zu finden sind. Da das vor meiner Blog-Zeit war, tauchen sie hier natürlich nicht auf. Und leider auch nicht in den . . .
There are even three reasons against a current blogging on a hut hike in autumn: First of all, it’s the extra weight for my small notebook. Even if it’s only one kilo, it’s much heavier on your back than on your bike. Then there is rarely WLAN on the huts anyway (even mobile phone reception . . .
The Istrian coastal road, which I tried to avoid by taking a detour via Parenzana, finally got me under control. But there is simply no other reasonable connection from Rovinj to Pula. Unless you drive at least one and a half times the distance and over ” whiteroads ” – a euphemism for the gravel . . .
On the cycle path 171 I ride on firm gravel first past olive groves, later through shady and cool oak forests. Only at the beginning there is a view to the Limski Canal, a 10 km long estuary, which the river Pazinčica created on its way to the Adriatic in a few million years. After . . .
In the morning mist lies over the valleys, while Grožnjan is still dozing in the sun. Yesterday’s article I already mentioned Parenzana, I can hardly repeat that today. Thereby I continue on the old railway line, the way requires permanent attention because of the surface – more or less hard gravel – but because it . . .
In the night there is a thunderstorm. Above the karst the lightning flashes and thunder comes from Portoroz – about 120 per second. Luckily I am an experienced Ohropax sleeper by now! 🙂 After a few kilometres along the sea I am at the border. But what is that? Border controls! Both when leaving Slovenia . . .
Actually it is not far anymore. I probably overestimated the rest of the way and my plane doesn’t leave Pula until Thursday. So I still have a lot of time. And I take it in the morning so that the sun has a chance to take the wet night from the tent before I pack . . .