Royal Salute 21 Green Bottle

514.63 km, 47.5 hours drive time, 7 campsites, a youth hostel, a pension-Done!

Ya-Hey !.... and Olla, the cyclists are back! And because the weather forecast for those at home can be fast and long-winded, here are the various stages in brief for those who want to learn the "bare minimum" ... ;-)

Day 1: Flensburg - Holnis (26km, 3hrs)
(on time) Arrival by train in Flensburg and the first 26km with the bike to Holnis. I am in fact totally untrained and my bike is 50kg felt heavy. At least! Our Tent is ogled by old-time tent campers ... build-up in 2 sec ... yeah! We call this little miracle building affectionately called "Quetschi ".... what was that again with the name and the things that a loving and important? ;-). We ring our little adventure with a grand dinner at the Ferry House on a ... Holnis mhhhhhh, leaks! Sunset at the northernmost tip of Holnis - the madness!

second Tag: Holnis - Nordgaardholz (33.36km, 4h)

cows ... cows everywhere .... and what beautiful things! The bike path runs right through paddocks and pastures. But the cycle map is lying! At least she does not mention the only uphill ... and it can be found here a lot I ...:-(... fight with my 3-speed bicycle to each meter, while in the lowest gear ride, grinning at me by ... .. hsssmmm We steal the corn (which exists everywhere along the way) and quickly engulf the golden-yellow juicy bulb, because the supposed peasant woman appeared with the watchdog on ... wow! The new camp is a hit ... not just the weather: hurricanes and severe weather warnings, so here is us. We reap sympathy of the other campers and a grandma still calls "knock it on, but when it sweeps away the wind ... then they just come with me as ..." Helpfulness we experience up here in the fish way to Koppen Hauf ... each offering his advice, his help, his whatever. (Or we just simply look totally unprofessional?) In any case, night went well! A fir tree has uprooted it. But we do not, "Quetschi" was Dank.Sowieso we get a lot of praise for our facilities: luggage bags, selfinflating Iso Mats, tents, ropes and co.

third Tag: Nordgaardholz - Kappeln (36.26 km, 3h)
We go faster and I breathe not so loud at the many mountain again. ;-) He has already lost a few pounds and now needs new shorts ne. My pants fit yet :-( The weather is getting worse and we decided to seek the protection of a hostel for sick not as early as 3 days. After all, we are up here every day at least for 2-3h in the rain was on the road. We Couple have a 6-bed rooms, showers and toilets to share with some "school trips" and Item 22 clock is dead silence on the long hallway ... Wow!

4th Tag: Kappeln - Eckernpförde (52km, 4.5 hours)

We pass through beautiful nature reserves, its first fall I cause (sorry!) and we reach the first tourist mecca. The weather is still wild and we must make a forced stop in a pension. Shower and toilet is exactly 1 for a whole corridor. are ladies and gentlemen .... something like it so too. I give the third time the supposedly correct PIN to my cell phone a wrong turn off and thus my only means of communication. How sweet! But of course! In addition, my right hand does not know what I want ... at least half of them denied the labor input.

5th Day stay in Eckernpförde
We have been looking at the early morning on the beach and look for the first time in our lives a seal in the wild! The young lady seal rests directly on the beach out for 8 weeks already, tell us locals. The little speck on the role to approach a 10m .... wow! In our pension are also Kyffhäuser. On dialect recognized ;-) Our dinner is a mix of crepes and fish sandwiches, which gets me at all. The fish sandwiches are still working on me all night and even when typing the word surreptitiously me a slight nausea ....:-(


Day 6: Eckernpförde - White beach (95.95 km, 8h)

The day on which I run to my limits. The plan was about 70 km to "even a tear to bissl more", as he says. First, we traverse the Kiel Bay by ferry and arrive around noon in Laboe. Yet another U-boat. The planned campsite is situated in the total solitude and I am persuaded, but still "a few kilometers' ride to the nearest place .... this is somewhere in the boonies next to the largest holiday park I've ever seen. Crazy what you can build so everything in a no man's land! Meanwhile, also makes the left hand not so good, but whining is not.


7th Tag: White beach - Strukkamphuk (55.2 km, 5h)

We leave our most beautiful and the ADAC Super-camping "excellent camp and cycle gene Fehmarn. At last! I'm really Hippel on the island and defy the enormous side wind, by the hood I pull his face even deeper. We drive through the Holy port where we devour the perfect pasta and move on through the Oldenburg region. Again, we reap enthusiastic views whether our equipment. Our packaging technology we professionalize every morning and again. We're shooting for a multi award-winning holiday park and camping as a target of Fehmarn and are more surprised that of all If he is not only free campground more. But diving centers, water park, a huge golf course, Kite surfing and courts and indoor sports hall. Just not 3qm for a tent. We therefore continue to ride on Fehmarn and the "Strukkamphuk" warmly received. Even the self-service market still on! Tent executed throw, hot shower and into the sleeping bags - after all, we want to go around the next day completely Fehmarn.

8th Tag: Fehmarn (66.11 km, 5.5 h)

Misfortunes never come singly. The day begins when I get lost in men's washroom and not even notice when a confident man the sink next to me up and shaved. I just want a "right, but you know that this is for women, ne?" , Slip out but threatened the confidence of the Surfers me. When leaving the washroom I look again at the door and go label ashamed goose-stepping back to the tent. He was not wrong, but I. I have the feeling that the whole camp to point the finger at me and chuckles: "Gucka times, which was in the men in it!" I get sympathy in the trusted "home" and hake from the failure, but from now grinning.

Clara to play and we start - the first time without luggage - the island tour. A perfect Sunday: Blue sky, sunshine, the very first time tailwind, brilliant cycling of dams or directly along the water, kite surfers and water skiers complete the scenario. ...... And then this sentence: "Honey, it may be that I had a flat tire ?"..... course, we have calculated the breakdown spray today, the Luftpumpr Multifunktionsreperaturset and even the present, which is a direct repair the damage prevented. Fortunately, I have the saddle bag of my dear brother (Hey, thank you club!) Here and find a repair kit and a bone. Just no air pump. Here are 2.5 hours in which he pushes and I alternate alongside role or collegiality also sliding. At the northernmost tip of Fehmarn (ie in exactly half way), we finally reach a camp site with an open self-service market that also sells air pumps. 5 minutes mend, wait a tipping length and 1 minute and wheel Luftaufpumpen refit. We can finally go on .... yeah. I cut the shit großmaulig a'la "Oh, it could get worse .... look, the sun shines, wheel back safe and sound and hey, we have !".... all the time and it is worse: In the middle of the mile-long dike between Wulfen and castle collapses on us holidaymakers a downpour size XXL. Nothing stays dry .... nothing. From the shoes we pour the water out, and even the underwear will not be spared. The only solution is still hot . Showering He and I at at MEN WOMEN.

9th Tag: Strukkamphuk - Grömitz (61km, 4hrs)

"Just get out of here!" my first thought when I look at the sky morgentlichen. A huge gray wall of rain and wind whipped around our tent. For the first time we have really fed up with the changing of coastal weather and the gloomy mood is right on our minds. With a long face, we sit in the rain around noon and then we can finally pack up and go into further Grömitz. Once there, we obviously give a very pathetic impression, because instead of the requested campground we get smooth an entire trailer - the price for the tent location. I wonder is whether this sympathy to the total muddy wheels, our wind and Wettergetrietzen facial expressions, or is due to the inclement weather, as we, the old lady pushing a Schlippe of debris and rubbish over to an old East German caravan in the "my grandchildren are playing in it and save it to a thousand euro wheel and because I rent the car and the money comes into the money box for the bike ... eh?". Gell?? We see both of us scared to do the old lady does not offend and gratefully appreciate the "accommodation" to. After all, there is a TV and after 9 days of absolute abstinence (No, not even in the hostel!) Glossed over this primitive and the neglect of the old caravan. In order to maintain a final touch of cleanliness, we roll the mattress on the mattress or cover our sleeping bags up to his ears. * Scary *



10th Grömitz days - Scharbeutz (52.6 km, 4 h)

"Just get out of here, looooos !".... also begins that day. We fall on the head and neck going notice the beautiful weather only at brunch on the beach promenade. Wow .... well at last! Today on Timmendorf and Sealife. Then we are looking forward all the time. So as soon as possible to the next campsite and down into the fray! Camping at "Neptune" So we reached our last stop, and if by then we thought the trailer was the worst one, what it was, we know the latest on sighting of the "big wash house": Worst That Could Happen? Warm water, we seek forgiveness and are not even soap. We shake our heads and grinning to rescue us in the underwater world of Timmendorfer Strand. As always, a highlight visit to the Oceanarium and because we still feel no real urge for "Neptune", we play miniature golf on an absolutely brilliant golf course. I am a real rivets, but we laugh enough and because of his jammed back Nerves we decide: from morning to Lübeck, but very fast!

11th Tag: Scharbeutz - Lübeck - Göttingen
Thank God, my back is back intact! I would like to think the same of - say hands - now connected. So we pack it all together for the umpteenth time, lashing ropes firmly and make the ultimate "loose-text". It is the day of the big trip home .... yeah! We are on the way to Lubeck and what we at the beginning of our journey still appeared as insurmountable uphill, is now weggeradelt simple. Our little constant companion, the onboard computer are, unfortunately, calculated on the last day on the mind. Again, we are of Cyclists on our equipment and where and to where and how long addressed. On the way home from Lübeck to Göttingen we will train even asked if we "take a trampoline through the area." Smiling, we clarify the Swedish cyclists on Quetschi exchange, and a little Latin from cyclists.


Done! 514.63 km bike path, 47.5 hours drive time
7 campsites, a youth hostel, a pension .....


Conclusion: Wow, and Geil, anytime again! Much as I would do it again, something different (one learns of it) and order certainly a better weather ;-) Funnily enough I have not, contrary to expectations Knee problems, but with the jam hands. My reading material has given me a new favorite author - Katie Buddenkotte. When they told me to date would not have been completely unknown, I could swear we were twins ..... at least rhetorically, intellectually. ;-)

quotes from 12 days touring:
"Moin, Moin, can I help them in any way?" (Locals in just about any place)
"Jesus will come and you all fi ***!" (Quote from "blouse with a blank one does not speak" by Katinka Buddenkotte)
"Yes Lara, after uphill nunmal comes down ..." (Bicycling nut to advance radel Santander wailing daughter)
"Something is always" (Er, every time I had something to whine)
"Please leave this room as they also want to find him!" - "Should I hack because now NEN ashtray in the wall?" (He secretly smoking after a vain attempt in a smoke-free train on the toilet)
"Are you traveling with a trampoline?" (Sweden cyclists wonder about our round, 70cm diameter Tent)
"They are the role models our children? Contrary to the one-way street and the pedestrian zone?" (Stubborn old man on bicycle, screaming loudly in Timme village because we "inadvertently" completely contrary to the empty one-way street .... I had to immediately drove to the Quote from book Katinkas think ;-))