Green Belt

More on Heimat, and Sauntering, and Gratitude

During my expedition along Germany’s death strip-turned-green-belt, I  followed a strategy I came to think of as “structured sauntering.”  The former border strip itself, with the help of a guidebook in my handlebar pouch and a GPS route in my phone, provided the geographical structure for my journey, from the Baltic coast in the north… Read more More on Heimat, and Sauntering, and Gratitude

Roaming the Rhön Mountains, and lunch at the Bay of Pigs

I had learned by this point in the expedition that I should not even attempt to ride more than 50 km a day.  A 30 km day yielded enough impressions, encounters, and food for thought to last for several more days.  And then there were the hills, which were more like the Green Mountains than… Read more Roaming the Rhön Mountains, and lunch at the Bay of Pigs