For the next few days, we continued bike touring through Poland and slowly worked our way east across Poland to reach the Lithuanian border.
The riding was fairly easy along quiet, paved country roads that led through several small villages and past unique half timbered churches.
The following morning and after a short cycle up the Oder, we decided to cross over the border to start bike touring in Poland.
[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="800"] Pangeas at the Polish border[/caption]
As soon as we crossed, we lost our nice, quiet bike paths and had to share the road again. Fortunately, the roads were quiet and the drivers kept their distance.
Our little detour out of Berlin led us southeast for several miles along the river Spee until we were able to cut our way north again to the river Oder. The German-Polish border runs right along the Oder; however, we decided to stay on the German side to ride along the 'Oder Radweg'.
Here goes another day of long cycling miles to get closer to Berlin. Our long distance cycling path continues to lead us through several more villages as the weather is starting to deteriorate. Before we know it, it looks like a major storm is brewing all around us. The wind picks up, the air feels cool and wet, and the people in the villages give us a few pitiful looks, as to say...You are about to get soaked, aren't you going to get some shelter?!
The weather had changed drastically the last few days. It went from rainy and cool to unusually hot and sunny with the temperatures in the 30° C (90°s F). After a couple of failed plans of leaving, waiting for a part from Full Speed Ahead that never came, and another day of procrastinating, we had decided it was time to get going again. After all, we would like to make it up to Norway before it gets freezing up there.
Over the past few weeks, one of our Hilleberg tent zipper sliders has not been working like it should be. So the time has come to replace the worn out slider before going any further north. After 15 months on the road and nearly a solid year of using our Hilleberg Nallo GT3 in all types of environments, it is only expected that items start to wear out.
We finally arrived in Salzburg by train. For the last few hours, we were dreading every stop-over at any train station and checked hesitantly for other bike-riders. Apparently, we needed reservations for our bikes on this train, which we did not have, and the conductor told
We are carrying entirely too much stuff!!
At least that is the conclusion we drew from having sore legs and hurting knees after crossing another mountain pass. We can't wait to get back to Germany to leave some of our gear, extra parts, and what ever else we can purge and have not needed in the last few months...or at least anything that would make this mountain-climbing-business a little bit easier.
Dejan gave us plenty of time before needing to meet up with him again at his family's house in the Soča Valley. Obviously, he knew that the route there would be absolutely amazing and that it would take us some time to ride the few miles. He was right. There were a few more historical sites, an old WWI military