2010 |
|
March/April | |
Rhine-Main | Frankfurt-Hartmannshain-Wächtersbach |
Mai/Juni | |
Henninger Jedermann | Main-Tauber (4-day tour) |
Iron Curtain Country | |
July/August | |
Crossing France |
|
|
Nearly May - and here's a ride I generally tend to do much earlier in the year. Another indication of how little "training" I've managed to get in this year. A greyish day, but I wanted to get in a long (20 km) climb to Hartmannshain on the Vulkan-Radweg (Volcano Cycle Trail) into the Vogelsberg area. Just after making my customary stop in Ortenberg at the cafe I bumped into another cyclist, an older and very fit bloke of about 65, and we kept up an excellent pace for about 20 km before he had to head off back home. A bit of company is always pleasant if both cyclists are able to ride at the same pace. Once I reached the top of the hill it was time for a fast downhill run on another old railway track - and as an added bonus it's been re-signposted, now making it completely idiot-proof (the other two times I've been on it I've always managed to miss a turning or two!).
|
|
|
|
Another long bank holiday weekend. My original plan of four days along the Kocher and Jagst rivers was scotched by bad weather in that area on the first day. My rethink saw me take the train to Fulda, whence I headed to one of the few campsites along the River Werra, staying there for 2 nights and thus allowing me to make a luggage-free trip to Eisenach (in what was once East Germany) and the Wartburg the next day, before cycling back down to Fulda and catching the train home. I'd been in the region last year and was really impressed then, let's see if I am this tme ...
|
I am soon out of Fulda and on the empty Haune valley cycle path in the heart of beautiful countryside. Peaceful it isn't though - it must be mating time for the frogs. What a cacophony. If they were humans in Britain, they'd probably get an ASBO. The cycle path soon joins the freshly-asphalted Kegelspiel cycle-way, which was laid on a disused railway track. This is the gentle way to cross the Rhoen into Thurinigia - not least of all thanks to an impressive viaduct that was specially refurbished for the opening of the cycle-way. The views over the Rhoen are stunning. Not many other cyclists out on this sunny Friday though. A few (equally stunning) women on inline skates mind. After 25 glorious km I arrive in Wenigentaft - in what was formerly Eastern Germany. Unspoilt countryside as far as the eye can see. No wonder really - it was a "forbidden zone" after all. I'm soon back in the "west" and make it to the campsite with plenty of time for a couple of hours "luggage-free" cycling along the River Werra.
|
Haune valley: The noisy frog pond |
Kegelspiel cycle-way: Old railway coach now used as cafe |
Wenigentaft: Church with typical slate shingle |
Berka/Werra: Lutheran church |
Dankmarshausen: Village overlooking the Werra |
Werra cycle-way: Wooden crossing (400m) through the salt marshes |
Heringen: Monte Kali |
Today will see me take a luggage-free ride along the Werra to Eisenach, home of the the world heritage site the Wartburg and the birthplace of JS Bach. Having trundled along some of the Werra yesterday evening I had an inkling I was in for a delight. I was not to be disappointed. Firstly over the long wooden footbridge though the salt marshes (but not on foot!) with church spires on the horizon regularly pinpointing the villages. I love this shingle roofing, with so many different shapes for the spires and towers. One caught my eye from quite a distance - that in the tiny village of Untersuhl, But as I arrived there it looked more like a watchtower. It was round for a start. But it had a churchy feel to it. I soon engaged a local in conversation, and sure enough it is a church. Apparently round churches are rare, and this one is relatively unknown (which prompted me to make my virgin contribution to Wikipedia). As luck would have it the church was open (as ever by all accounts). Absolutely stunning inside, with two galleries, paintings of the apostles and saints (based on likenesses of local citizens). A true architectural jewel. I continued along the Werra cycle-way, through the odd village or two, but mostly along the edges of woods or along cobbled roads (ouch!), crossing the old Iron Curtain a couple of times before arriving in Eisenach. The city/town centre is very attractive. They do, however, seem to like their cobbles here I can tell you. Let's hope the hill up to the Wartburg isn't paved with them! Ah. It is. For a few hundred metres anyway. Then comes asphalt and lots of shady trees. At one point the majestic edifice comes into view. Quite a way off still though. I finally arrive at the car park, well below the castle itself. I ask the attendant if it's possible to cycle up. "Oh yes, it's only 12% or so for 500 metres." I can only say one thing to this (with the benefit of hindsight): "Liar, liar, pants on fire!" I ride up OK for 200 m, then turn a sharp corner to be confronted by a cobbled wall! I sensibly push the bike up this final section while watching my bike computer's gradient indicator notch its way up to 30%. I decide to walk down this bit later too. The Wartburg itself is overcrowded and I don't spend long there, opting instead for a few shots of the magnificent views and an iced coffee before heading back down the hill and cycling the 50 km back along the Werra to the campsite. |
Untersuhl: Round church |
Untersuhl: Round church |
Untersuhl: Round church - upper galleries |
Untersuhl: Round church - interior detail |
Herleshausen: The Iron Curtain |
Eisenach: The town hall |
Eisenach: Stadtschloss |
Eisenach: Nikolai Church and Nikolai Gate |
Wartburg: View from the approach road |
Wartburg: View north |
Wartburg: View south |
Schleid: Lonely chimney |
The day starts with a rude awakening: Namely at 4.27 with the dawn chorus. It's barely light. Have these birds got nothing better to do? I resort to the usual tactic for getting back to sleep: Some classical music on the MP3 player and I'm out like a light again. Back to Fulda and then the train to Frankfurt today. But first I want to visit the little town of Vacha, which was perched right on the hem of the Iron Curtain. And very pretty it is too in an unspoilt, slightly run-down kind of way. I'd love to present a few photos of the half-timbered town hall, the stone-built cobbled "Unification Bridge" over the Werra, the house that was smack in the middle of the East-West border, and lots more besides, but I managed to smear sun-cream on the camera lens. So you'll just have to take my word for it: Vacha is worth a visit. After this little sojourn, it's back down the Ulster valley to Geisa and Schleid (see photo above) and then into Hesse again. Today's big challenge is looming: The Milseburg cycle-way - another beautifully asphalted old railway track. After a steady climb into a headwind, comes the 1 km long tunnel (very chilly) and a swift ride down the other side to Fulda. A pleasant way to end the little tour. So what were the highlights? Definitely the little round church in the village of Untersuhl, which somehow made the Wartburg pale into insignificance in a side-by-side comparison. The peace and quiet of the countryside along the Werra. The unhurried demeanour of the locals and the pace of life. The seeming simplicity of things in this part of the world. |
|
|