By the Rivers of Germany

It’s a calm, sunny afternoon and we have just reached the river Rhine. We’re cruising along on a beautifully smooth radweg (cycle path), slowly overtaking an aak (river barge) and gazing up at a schloss (castle) on the hillside above.

Two touring cyclists are coming towards us. Slowing down, we beam at them, wondering if they fancy a chat. “Schöne morgen!” (lovely morning) we call out … but only receive a cursory nod in return.

No bother … another couple of well-panniered cyclists are just behind them. “Hallo!” (hello) we smile. Again, just a nod.

Then another couple and another and another. All enjoying this gorgeous curve of the Rhine on this gorgeous day. All just nodding or staring silently ahead.

Everywhere else we’ve travelled, it’s been an event to come across another touring cyclist, a cause for celebration, a chance to stop and swap tales of the road or at the very, very least to smile, wave and call out “Bonne Route” or “Happy Travels” or some such.

Except for here.

And before you think it, it’s not because they’re German.

It’s simply because there are so many people pedalling down the Rhine that it’s impossible to greet everyone. For us too … by the time the fifteenth couple had cruised past us we had become nodding dogs. By the end of the day we wondered if our heads would still be attached to our shoulders.

We were the odd ones out. Cycling from north to south. Upstream. Very, very slightly uphill.

Most people prefer to ride downstream so we had a lot more touring cyclists to greet … sorry, nod to … sorry, stare silently ahead.

This part of the river from Koblenz to Mainz is known as the ‘Romantic Rhine’. So picturesque, it inspired many an early 19th century romantic, most notably the painter William Turner who used it as the subject for many of his greatest landscapes.

We’ve both fallen in love with e-bike touring and are now fully embracing the ‘E’ in e-bike!

No more do we say that we “only ever use Eco”. In fact, we haven’t seen the Green Eco (level 1) light for weeks!

Instead we cruise along in Blue (level 2) and help ourselves to generous dollops of Purple (level 3). There are many good reasons for a Purple Boost … the incline increasing … the merest hint of gravel … feeling slightly tired at the end of the day. It’s a wonderful feeling … like being given a little push.

And a more serious hill? Bang it straight into Red (level 4)!

A good trick on flat river paths is to cruise along at 25km/hour, just below the speed at which the power cuts out. It’s easy to maintain momentum without working too hard.

So far we’ve averaged 82km a day, which means we’re riding for between 4 and 5 hours. Both of us love the amount of exercise this gives us. It’s a moderate but sustained effort but we’re never out of breath.

To compare it to normal bikes, let’s say regular bike touring exercise is on a scale of 1 to 5 where 1=pottering through a village looking at the sights, 3=riding at a good speed on the flat and 5=climbing a steep hill in the hot sun.

E-bike touring is always between 1 and 3, whatever the conditions. Clare does not miss the 4’s and 5’s!

Before reaching the Rhine we cycled through the old forests of the Eifel National Park … a very different experience. As an 87km day with 1340m of climbing it was a good test, both for us and for our batteries.

The bikes give you lots of information including a remaining range indicator but we prefer to keep an eye on how much of the battery we’ve used v how far we’ve travelled.

On flat days we get over 2km for every 1% of battery. On that hilly day through the Eifel, Andy got just under 1km for every 1%, which still gave him a range of over 90km.

So he wasn’t worried when his battery almost ran out near the end of the ride. As we pulled up outside our guest house in Bad Munstereifel, he had just 4% left!

Well judged, thought Andy, a good test.

Just as well there wasn’t a dreadful detour, thought Clare.

As long as the e-bikes keep working!

Clare’s motor suddenly stopped as we were leaving Mainz, displaying an alarming error code.

The UK shop we bought the bikes from told us it was a software issue and that we couldn’t fix it ourselves. We did all the normal computer things … turning it on and off again, pulling the lead out and pushing it in again.

No luck!

Spirits sinking, we slowly rode back towards an e-bike shop we’d seen in town when Clare decided to try one last thing. She turned it on and off whilst the bike was actually moving.

Miraculously it worked and it’s been working ever since!

From Mainz we headed cross country, first to Heidelberg and then through Franconian Bavaria to Rothenburg ob der Tauber and on to Nuremburg.

It was joyful. Proper bicycle touring in rolling hills, through lush meadows, along forests trails and down winding country backroads that led us from one chocolate box village to another. Secretly we were both delighted to get away from the river for a while.

We began to properly appreciate what a superb country Germany is for Radwandern (literally bicycle wandering) with more than 70,000km of well-signposted long-distance cycle trails criss-crossing the country.

On the rare occasions we found ourselves on the road it was usually because we hadn’t spotted the radweg!

Heidelberg is as beautiful as it’s reputation, a real highlight.

Surrounded by forest and on a beautiful riverside setting beside the Neckar, it’s Germany’s oldest and most famous university town, renowned for its baroque Altstadt and evocative half-ruined hilltop castle.

We stayed in one of our favourite ever hotels, the 3-star Panorama. Not much to look at from the outside, it’s a friendly family run place with comfortable rooms, a superb breakfast and a safe, comfortable cellar for our bikes.

In general, the accommodation has been very good in Holland and Germany. We’ve alternated between pensions/small hotels and apartments which allow us to cook for ourselves. Wherever we’ve stayed, the bikes have been reassuringly well looked after and it’s been easy to recharge the batteries.

Mind you, we weren’t so impressed by our stay in the little village of Sindringen, the night after leaving Heidelberg, as the church bells kept us awake all night, chiming every 15 minutes right outside our window. We must remember to check out how close we are to churches in the future.

To reach Rothenburg ob der Tauber, we cruised downhill for miles on quiet country roads before Clare led us up a steep cobbled backstreet to enter the walled town. Suddenly, we were surrounded by brightly coloured half timbered houses and lots of tourists. It felt as if we’d been teleported into the middle of Chitty Chitty Bang Bang.

Which we had!

This was indeed the location for the Vulgarian village scenes in the 1960’s classic. We glanced around nervously, half expecting to see the Child Catcher disappearing down an alley.

That thought became more sinister when we learnt that Rothenburg odT held a special significance for Nazi ideologists. It was hailed as the ‘most German of German towns’ and was being developed by Nazi nationalists as an ‘ideal’ Nazi community full of ‘ideal’ Nazi families.

Made the place feel a bit uneasy.

As always there are plenty of idiosyncrasies to enjoy in any country. A few that struck us in Germany are:

There are still cigarette machines everywhere (very surprising).

Gardens fill the the edges of every town. Called Schrebergarten these are family spaces as well as allotments. Many have lawns, swings and slides, animals.

It’s still a cash society. Many restaurants and shops don’t take credit cards as they don’t like the charges.

And we came across our fair share of unusual food and drink …

Some we really enjoyed … Apfelstrudel with cream, Schnitzel and of course a German Bier at the end of the day. Andy hasn’t drunk any alcohol since February but the choice and quality of Alkoholfrei Bier is so good it didn’t matter.

Some we weren’t sure about … Spätzle (a type of noodle), Kartoffelknödel (potato dumplings) and the Mainz speciality Handkäse mit Musik (Hand Cheese with Music). This is a hand moulded cheese soaked in vinegar and onions. As the locals say, the musik comes later, a few hours after you’ve eaten it!

From Nuremberg we planned to spend a week or so cruising beside the Danube, another great river that starts in the Black Forest. The section between Passau and Vienna is the most popular bike ride in Europe attracting over 38,000 cyclists a year, 300 each day in the summer.

That’s a lot of nodding if you go against the flow.

But we’ve learnt our lesson. We’re going downstream with everyone else!

Clare and Andy

… but that’s not how things turned out …

The Danube will have to wait for another year as we have now decided to abandon the trip and go home.

It took 5 days of cycling for Andy’s Atrial Fibrillation (AF) to kick in, with episodes starting the first night we stayed in Holland. Since then it’s become a lot more pervasive, coming every 3 nights, then every other night, then every night, then several times day and night.

Feeling like a group of gremlins are throwing a wild party in his chest, AF triples his pulse, saps his energy and voraciously eats up his sleep time. Not the best ingredients for a bike tour.

Andy cut out everything he thought might be triggering it, even foregoing the alkoholfrei bier (as it still has trace elements of alcohol in Germany).

In the end we could only conclude that the moderate but sustained exercise of e-bike touring was the problem. Exercise induced AF is not uncommon amongst elite athletes … but e-bike touring is a long way short of that.

Two retired doctor friends kindly gave us the same helpful advice. “It’s only a bike ride,” they said, “the roads will still be there next year after your ablation.”

Which is true. There are AF suffering professional cyclists who have resumed their careers after a successful catheter ablation, a treatment which prevents the electric pulse in the heart from getting out of sync.

We can’t deny it … we’re very, very disappointed … but stopping is the right thing to do. It’s the only thing to do.

After wondering for a long time how we’d get two heavy e-bikes (that are not allowed on an aeroplanes) home from wherever we finished, we simply called the best bike shop in Nuremberg and asked them to do it.

We were lucky to find Frank, one of the nicest men in the whole of the e-bike world. Sure … he’d pack them up and ship them for us and for a very reasonable price.

So with some emotion we said goodbye to the bikes, leaving them in Frank’s tender care.

It couldn’t have been easier … or so we thought.

Two days later a worried Frank called back. “Big problems,” he said, “the carriers can’t ship to the UK. I can send them anywhere you want in Europe but not to the UK.”

All because of Bloody Brexit!

So we asked SendBike, a specialist UK based agent to organise it instead. Apparently we have to declare them as personal goods, already purchased in the UK and ship them to ourselves. We can’t use a third party like Frank’s bike shop to send them.

Before returning home, we decided to hire a car for a few days to explore the Bavarian Alps. This took us to Passau where we sat by the Danube, watching the many touring cyclists head east to Vienna and promising each other that we’ll do everything possible to come back next year and complete our journey.

The roads will still be there. So will the many bike paths. The Danube will be flowing the same way.

We’ll continue to embrace the ‘E’ in e-bikes.

We’ll swoop through rolling hills.

We’ll visit amazing towns and cities.

We’ll eat strange food.

We’ll drink great beer at the end of each day.

And we’ll still go downstream with everyone else!

Clare and Andy

1325km pedalled (823 miles)

7585m climbed

70 hours in the saddle