Today I got a little bit of a haircut by an interesting gay turkish man. Yes, the hair was on my head. Meanwhile Connie did her best to stimulate the German economy and picked up the last of the goodies she wanted to bring back to Canada, then we packed up the bikes and said our goodbyes to Hanno and Isa then headed off for Bernkastel, a small town on the Mosel River and one of Connie's favourite places in the world. We didn’t get all weepy at leaving these two as we’d be meeting up with them again in Amsterdam in a couple of days.
The weather since arriving in Germany gotten much cooler than the 40°C in southern Europe and the 35°C along the Mediterranean coast of France and Italy we’ve experienced since our trip began. In the first few days of our stay in Germany it was still in the high twenties, with the odd afternoon sprinkle, but it’s since dropped to the high teens and there’s always the threat of rain. We started our trip today with our rainsuits on, as much for the extra warmth that they provide as for the protection against wind and rain.
We had planned to take "B" roads across to Bernkastel as it’s a more direct route and much more
scenic and fun to drive on than the Autobahn, also it would only be a three and a half hour ride anyway. On our way we stopped at an “Imbiss”, which is like a Fries truck, and had a Brat and some Fries…and of course a beer and a coffee. Once we got closer to the west side of Germany and reached the hills that we needed to cross to get to the Mosel, the roads took on their familiar curviness. We travelled for a couple of hours through some great valleys and towns then emerged at a flat plain with yet another hill range in front of us. The GPS
led us up the hill on a fairly good road then diverted us off onto what looked like a very well paved logging road that went up and over the hill. Here, the forest was very dark and foreboding. Connie swore she saw Red Riding Hood skipping in the forest somewhere. Once we emerged from the forest and went down the other side, we could see across the rolling hills of dotted forests and farmland the deep valley that was created by the Mosel. We went down the steep side of the valley on this amazing winding road and had a great view of the vineyards that line the Mosel on either side of the valley, and then we came into the town of Bernkastel.
We quickly found our hotel, which was still being completed and although the finishing touches were still missing, the room was excellent and very modern in its design with a phenomenal view.
The hotel owner let us keep our bikes locked up in a covered area in a small parking area behind the hotel where there was lots of shelter and protection. We went out for a stroll around town and a late dinner before calling it a night.