Another cold, grey morning greeted me as I rolled out of the tent this morning – although at least it wasn’t raining. I was on the road for half eight and crossed the boarder into Germany after around 5 minutes riding – once I’d paused for a moments elation, my first priority was breakfast. I managed to find a local bakery, which beat the gas station fare that’s my staple diet – I think I shocked the two women working there by tucking away a baguette and a foot-long choclate pastry – I’ve got to get my energy from somewhere!
The scenery was much the same today as it has been since I arrived in Denmark – flat farmland dotted with wind turbines. The most noticeable difference was the increased number of villages, much more like England than Denmark or Norway. The change which had the most impact on me however, was the decrease in the quality of the cycle lanes – whereas the ones in Denmark were silky-smooth for the most part, these made for a bone-shaking ride.
In an effort to find a road without a cycle lane I left the main thouroughfare – route 5 – in favour of country lanes, but to my dismay these too had cycle lanes and I succeeded only in adding a couple of unnecessary miles to my route. I cycled without a map for most of the day, and so was hoping to find a campsite sign posted off the main-road. Just when I was thinking I’d have to wild camp, I saw a sign and jumped at my chance. Fortuitously, I managed to end up at the only campsite for 30 miles in any direction having cycled almost exactly 100 miles. I’m camped on the banks of the river Elbe and, having headed due south for the entire trip so far, will turn west tomorrow and start to make a beeline for Bordeaux.