|We found storks along the way!|
With bruised bums and stiff muscles, Jan and I rolled out of our Jugendherberge beds, and shuffled down the stairs for breakfast. Given how cheap a nights stay at the Jugendherberge was, they offered a decent German Frühstück: an assortment of breads, meats, cheeses, spreads (leberwurst – my favorite), eggs, and all the teas and coffees we could drink! We ate like kings.
The third day of our tour was to be the longest and toughest with a whopping 40 km to complete (before getting lost). In the planning stages, we thought we would be prepared, given that on day two we would have only completed 20 km. But in real life, getting lost had caused us to ride our bikes 60 km, triple the distance between Lüneburg and Lauenburg, and a distance far greater than 40 km. We knew a challenge was awaiting us… well… me… Jan is a champion when it comes to bike tours. Me and my American bum can barely last an hour!
|It’s a long dusty trail to Mölln|
But, alas, our last day was quire successful. We were very careful to follow all of the signs, took plenty of breaks, and switched bikes often, a process that gave us a break from riding too long with one particular bike seat.
The Alte Salzstraße on this leg was exceptionally beautiful as we passed through fields, woods, and along another canal on our way to Mölln.
I do apologize that there are no pictures of Mölln. Once got to our final destination we had a victory beer at a local pub while waiting for Jan’s mom to pick us up by car and take us home.