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Note: Strava included the fairy segment as a straight line, since it does not support tracks with gaps.
Garmin data:
Distance: 65 km
Average velocity: 19.2 km/h
Average pulse: 118 bpm
Tent walls are thin, too thin. I fell asleep to a snoring neighbour, and woke up to a multi-directional zipper concert that should be considered as a demo for cinema surround-sound systems. My alarm was set to 09:40. I gave up earlier.
Nonetheless, I started late again around 12:15. Beside the usual morning procedure of packing things and getting ready, I also shaved my left knee and applied the Kinesiology tape. The idea is to attach it from the left to the right, to slightly move the patella to the inner side. In theory, this should compensate for a muscular dysbalance between my inner and outer quadriceps.
The day started with a 20 km ride to Rostock.
There, I had to visit 4 bike shops to find one that had the right stock to help me with my handlebar problem. Long story short, I got some Ergon grips with bar ends. If you happen to need your bike fixed in Rostock, I recommend Radstation. It’s a very small shop, but the staff is nice and really tries to help. They combined grips and bar ends from two different packages to get me what I wanted. They also let me fix everything myself using their torque wrench.
The next ferry to Gendser was scheduled for 17:45 and would take 2 hours. This means not much time left to add some km in Denmark and to get into a good position to reach Copenhagen by tomorrow.
Ferries are always a strange experience. It’s like they put a casino and the duty free area of an airport onto a ship, combined with a high-price and low-quality canteen. Wouldn’t be that bad if they would just have added Internet connectivity to the mix.
The new bar ends already payed off for securing the bike on the ferry. Better safe than sorry – the sea is a harsh mistress.
Time to say good bye Germany.
When leaving the port in Denmark, this sign caught my attention. This can’t be right. That’s at least 500 km more than my estimate.
The day ended on a camp site in Nykøbing. Time to meet my mobile shelter.
It’s an older Wechsel Outpost which weighs 4.2 kg including a water proof bag. The catalog says 2 to 3 persons, or, well, one of my size (and possibly a smaller second person).
The entrance area offers enough room for bags and cooking.
I use a simple thermal mat and packed a Mountain Equipment sleeping bag specified from 15 to -7 degree Celsius. If I recall correctly, everything below 0 degree calls for warm sleeping cloth. Sleeping comfort equals the ground the tent is put on. The scale ranges from, “constantly changing the position and trying to sleep until it suddenly gets morning” to “surprisingly comfortable”. Time to measure this camp site.