The Next 175

It felt like we were taking it easy.  Yes, there were a few hills the first day.  But we had so much time to cover not many kilometers (Schaffhausen to Basel in 3 days), that the pace seemed almost leisurely.  Especially since through this area, the ambience is all lovely farmland, pretty little towns, and the swiftly flowing Rhine.

Schaffhausen is known for its oriels (bay windows above the ground floor). They were once a status symbol for the rich merchants in this town which was built up simply because shippers needed a place to off-load their goods in order to get around the falls.

Schaffhausen Oriels
Schaffhausen Oriels

Since the bikepath often took us along hiking paths through the woods along the river, we saw a few remains of cement bunkers, left from World War II.  Often German territory is directly across the Rhine from Switzerland.

WWII Cement Bunker
WWII Cement Bunker
Wild Poppies
Wild Roadside Poppies
Male Swan by Coot Nest
Male Swan by Coot Nest

We stopped at Augusta Raurica a partially reconstructed Roman amphitheater, a little east of Basel.  For another point of view, search on “Augusta Raurica, Augst, Switzerland” and zoom in on the satellite view.

Augusta Raurica--Augst, Switzerland
Augusta Raurica--How it was, how it is

The First 250

Too perfect to be true, but it is.  The plan (the dream?) was 4 days biking by the Bodensee with 3 nights camping.  The reality was 4 glorious days biking by the Bodensee with 3 nights spent being completely coddled by friends.  I had not realized that a couple whom we let park in our driveway in America while they were vacationing there lives close to the Bodensee.  When Jon mentioned this, I emailed them to see if they might be at home for a hello.  They invited us to stay in their house for as much of the holiday as we liked.  AND every night and morning they fed us a mountain of wonderful food (see 5/15/12 to understand how important this was) and entertained us with their company.  I am hereby extending my assumptions of warmth and graciousness which were earlier granted to the Swiss to all of Germany. (I do hope I’m correct in doing so.)

Hans Ernst
Hans on the Balcony

BODENSEE DAY 1 Mostly the path takes us by farmlands, orchards, small towns, and a number of typically German permanent campgrounds filled tightly with tiny trailers.  It’s a bit cold with the constant breeze across the water, but as Jon said, it’s great to be finally really comfortable because we’re on the bike and for us, this is what Europe is. Almost always we have a view of the huge lake and an unusually clear view of the Alps, so rare in summer, with sail boats dotting the water in the foreground.  Then our first major hill: we walked beside the old fortress/castle, up the steep narrow lane lined with tiny shops, touristy but not kitschy.  Following Google’s directions to our friends’ home, we climb another very steep hill, wondering if we’ve lost the path.  And then we are in their town, and face yet another, fortunately somewhat shorter, hill to our rest for the night.

Bodensee with Alps
Bodensee with Alps

 

BODENSEE DAY 2 At our hosts’ suggestion, we ride back to Meersburg, ferry to Konstanz, and visit the garden isle of Reichenau, rather than the garden isle of Mainau which is expensive and requires a full day to visit, better when they are at the height of their flowering season.  Reichenau is peaceful, lovely, and free.  We go through Stein am Rhein, which is famous for it’s painted houses.  We end our ride at Radolfzell and train back to Bermatingen.

Stein am Rhein painted houses
Stein am Rhein much photographed painted houses

BODENSEE DAY 3 With better instructions for avoiding the monster hill between Bermatingen and the lake, we slid down to Friedrichshafen to see the Zeppelin Museum.  We were surprised to learn how very many of these airships had been built, how there were regular flights across the Atlantic (only four days to Brazil!), and how many were produced for military purposes.  Then up along the coast to the cherry-sundae Birnau Cathedral, after pausing at a Middle Ages fair in Uhldingen.

Jon in the Grape Fields
The Path Less Traveled--Jon wanted to see if this path would get us to the Lake sooner

 

Bronze Age Village--Uhldingen
Reconstruction of Bronze Age Village at Uhldingen

 

Medieval Fair at Uhldingen
Medieval Fair at Uhldingen

Fear of Groceries

I love food.  I enjoy eating tasty things that I believe are also good for me.

I hate waste. I don’t like spending oodles of money.

I like trying new foods, but I get confused looking at packages and not being able to decipher their contents.

After scrounging out of cans on Monday night (Jon said the tastes reminded him of his childhood in Iowa.  Do you remember when fresh food was rarely available and we liked canned peas?), I walked through my fears and into Migros, the grocery store we were told has the lower prices.  Thus our dinner tonight looked more like what we are used to.  Yet it did not live up to my taste expectations:  the rice was pasty, the tomatoes flavorless, even the organic carrots were remarkably lackluster.  At least the “Pouletpaprika” (chicken legs seasoned with paprika) was a lively entertainer.

It was still fun:  the shop is small and tightly packed, the clerks tolerant of my faux pas, and I did finally find the “Erdnusse” Jon wanted for our bike ride this weekend.

In fact overall the theme today seemed to be:  do what you must and the Swiss will help you through it.  The Migros checkout clerk, Sylvia at the Gumligen train station, and Susanne who handled our “inhabitant registration” at the town hall were all gracious and friendly, as well as Swiss-efficient, leading us through what we required.

Pack & Say Hello

We are finished packing!!  What a challenge it was.  We kept rearranging and re-deciding what to take until we had all the cases below the airline weight limits.  My studio tenant, Elizabeth, came over and we had our last session together.  I do hope I can find someone in Switzerland as talented in massage!

While I was finishing with her, Jon fetched the Swiss couple we’re exchanging homes with from the bus depot.  What a joy they are! The wife, Melanie, is so consistently and gracefully considerate of our wishes with respect to the house, and keeps asking how WE want things done.  We feel very secure in leaving our home in their hands.

Melanie & Simon Dellenbach
Melanie & Simon