This morning we left Dornumersiehl on the Northcoast in sunny weather - and a stiff headwind which was with us when we headed east and when we headed south and east again and finally lost interest in us when we headed north to Eckwaden where we are staying in Evkwaden hof - great rooms and good food (fish fish fish) and local beer. The waiter is ery pleasant and on the ball - and presumably has some himself - so further description is unwarranted.
We passed wilhelmshaven - not much to see - certainly not a must see (that either!). And several other towns and villages. In one a German chap approached me leaving his family trailing (rule #11 "family does not come first the bike does) and asked" are you travelling on a fixie?" - if his German had been better I am sure that he wanted to say " Are you the person I have read so much about who is travelling the NSCR on a Fixie?". I gave him the full slide show and I guess that his family had almost given him up as "lost in action" before he turned up agIn.
Along one of the very few beaches (yes there are very few sandy areas - which perhaps explains why the brochures showing the islands only have pictures of sand - which is why we decided to give them a miss) - anyway, back to the beaches - a very enthusiastid teacher/preacher/Gauleiterin was leading a group of children through some very loud shouting of whatever Mantra. It sounded very much like a sound track from the 1940s and when they started singing I was relieved that the song was not "Wir fahren gegen Engeland" , but something less politically incorrect.
We try to adhere to The Rules (for yhose of you not in the know these are the rules of the Velominati as handed down by Eddy, the Prophet. We lead by example #2), drink Tripels (or even quadrupels)but ride none such (#47), and don't litter (#77) although we almost had to break this rule yesterday having searched for a litter box everywhere in Dornumersiehl - neither the icecream stands, the cafes, the supermarkets, the kiosks had any. And the streets were spotless - what do they do with it? Do they eat it? Ours ended up in the dog pooh box - sorry dogs , we are giving you a bad name!
The weather forecast for tomorrow is Irish low pressure approaching which may mean westerly winds (hurrah!) but moisture (but we know that riding in bad weather means that we are badasses,#9).
Bring it on!!
What have you done to Darren, he looks extremely brassed off in the photo!
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