We crossed the border back to Germany later that day after numerous hours of fantastic cycling, but getting there really mustered the Bear Grylls in both of us. It was late afternoon when we turned left up a long climbing driveway, away from the small main road and the small village Dolni Sedlo. The single lane road turned into two tracks on the ground, merged into one track and then diminished into some kind of hiking trail. We followed our Wahoo with declining confidence further and further into the forest and the more and more dense vegetation. As the light was falling and our water supply ran low we really started to question our decision to leave the road. But pushing our bikes up an extra steep section through mud and thick pine trees reviled a gravel path, like an oasis in the desert emerging in front of weary travellers.
The evening offered and interesting perspective on bikepacking as we decided to stay the night at a hotel as the weather forecast for that night was warning with rain and we hadn't brought a rain tarp for the hammock. We stayed at the charming local Parkhotel Zur Alten Rodelbahn, in Kurort Oybin, Germany. This was an amazing experience in itself not just because of the warm shower and the soft bed but because of what a great welcome and outstanding service we got here. The food was amazing, “can we have another plate of the same, please” kind of amazing, and it felt like visiting your grandparents, loving, caring and absolutely perfect hosts for the evening.
Waking up to a hotel breakfast and freshly brewed coffee was a very pleasant experience and nice start of the day. Bikepacking with minimal packing and a bit bigger budget has its perks: hotel, breaky, warm showers and soft beds, but we were already missing the familiar rocking of the hammock and sticky feeling of a day's hard work.
We left Kurort Oybin and kept climbing along our route. I realised I was slowly falling in love with my burgundy red shimmering bike, hankering our way up hill after hill, conquering mile after mile with ease and delivering smiles and a happy behind no matter what terrain. This adventure machine was coming out on top no matter what challenges we seemed to throw at them, up, down, slow, fast, smooth or rocky.
“You can’t buy happiness but you can buy a 8bar Mitte and that’s pretty close.”
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