Day 12: Schwandorf, Germany to Stahlavy, Czech Republic. After a night filled with rain and nightmares about the nearby river flooding and drowning us. I slept surprisingly well. As well as you can do when you’re on a slight downhill lean facing towards a river and imminent drowning. Strategically though, I thought about my escape. […]

Day 11: Wurth to Schwandorf, somewhere close to the Czech border. After the rain had cooped us up for the best part of yesterday. We wanted to try and get out on the bikes today and make the most of the morning sunshine before the forecasted rain at midday. Thankfully we both slept well and […]

Day 10: UBrigshausen to Furth, near Nurnberg. The last time I slept near some horses was on Day 1 of my attempt of The Offas Dyke (you can read about that here) and my goodness were they noisy throughout the night. Thankfully last nights neighhhhbours weren’t so noisy. That meant we slept well in the […]

Day 09: Gensingen to Ubrigshausen, somewhere between Stuggart and Nurnberg. Last nights camping spot was suprisingly quite and without a tree over Doris we managed to sleep the best we’ve done so all trip. That meant after an eventful seasons end to season one of The Last Kingdom, we had a little lie in. Much […]

Day 08: Wierchem to Gensingen, somewhere close to Mainz, Germany. This morning determined and bound by the beauty of the Burg Eltz forest we rose early and got our racing socks on ready for a morning hike. It had to be the coldest morning we’ve had in Doris so far, so climbing from our humble […]

DAY 07: Stommeln to Wierchem, somewhere near the Eltz forest. We broke the rule again and slept under a tree. I’m not quite sure why I have a track record in parking Doris under trees but there is something quite comforting and reassuring about a nice big bit of wood. You know what I mean? […]

DAY 06: Borken to Stommeln, somewhere in Germany near Cologne. After teaching ourselves a valuable lesson in how to park Doris for an overnight stay and NOT to park her under a tree if we valued our sleep. I failed. Parked her right underneath a big one, didn’t it. Basically imagine tapping on a tin […]

DAY 05: Brummen, Holland to Borken, Germany. First lesson learned of the trip so far… don’t park under a tree! A restless night is of course to be had when twigs, leaves, and all sorts hit the roof and roll down the van towards where you’re sleeping. Fortunately no one sprinting outside our van tonight. Which […]

DAY 04: Wijngaarden to Brummen. Last night was so peaceful, so very peaceful. However, unsure of time, there was a sound of someone sprinting, like full sprinting for about 5 seconds, stopped, and then sprinted back. It was a weird sound to be hearing in the middle of no where. We both heard it too […]

DAY 03: Maassluis to Wijngaarden. A little extra sleep was due this morning as it appears water taxis ran most of the night (it sounded like it) so we didn’t sleep as well as night one, but it wasn’t all that bad. We spent an hour or so pottering around, drinking coffee and rearranging some […]