Took a 10 minute stroll to the bakery in Baerenthal for croissants. The almond croissant didn't really taste of almonds but the pain au chocolat was a much better effort. Baerenthal is incredibly pretty. Lots of rustic houses and shaky old barns.
Rode to the Rheinmunster ferry and stopped briefly to say goodbye to France. We let the ferry do it's magic for a couple of trips then rolled on and sailed across the border into Germany.
We wanted to pick up the B500 black forest highroad from Baden Baden, ever so slightly north of Rheinmunster. There's a little loop that took us east, crossing over the B500 then back north west again to Baden Baden. It's an amazing road, easily as good as the B500 itself and full of bikes. We stopped to pick up a cheeky ice cream from a kiosk by a dam, then pressed on.
The B500 is still as perfect as i remember it. My concerns that it would be heavily policed, given that it's Sunday and scorching hot, were completely unnecessary.
Pulled in to mummelsee. Didn't see the mermaid or monster, but did try on some silly hats and see lots of cuckoo clocks. Didn't buy either.
Finished off the B500 in freudenstadt then continued south to Titisee. The weather and road was perfect all the way. I forgot how good some of the southern roads are in the black forest so was pleasantly surprised.
Looked at a couple of campsites in Titisee, fancying a change from the last one i used here. Rode straight past a no motorcycles sign to the campsite with a beach at south of the lake. The chap at reception suggested that we may have noticed the prohibited sign. We told him we did but ignored it, and we were politely turned away.
We returned to the site I've used before with Catherine. It's on the lake and was surprisingly quiet, although it had more than it's fair share of big friendly silly dogs.
There were just two other bikers in the tent pitches so we had plenty of space.
The free showers were excellent, the shop was well stocked (although the next morning's delivery from the bakery never did arrive, and we didn't leave early), and the restaurant was perfectly acceptable. I had a very nice bowl of wild boar with spetzl and red cabbage. Louby had a slightly soggy pizza, but it filled a gap. We finished with another glug of yesterdays wine but it was an unnecessary nightcap as we were both spent so we capped it yet once more and called it a night. This bottle of red would eventually come to survive three nights with us, which must be a new rather sorry record.
170 miles
Rode to the Rheinmunster ferry and stopped briefly to say goodbye to France. We let the ferry do it's magic for a couple of trips then rolled on and sailed across the border into Germany.
We wanted to pick up the B500 black forest highroad from Baden Baden, ever so slightly north of Rheinmunster. There's a little loop that took us east, crossing over the B500 then back north west again to Baden Baden. It's an amazing road, easily as good as the B500 itself and full of bikes. We stopped to pick up a cheeky ice cream from a kiosk by a dam, then pressed on.
The B500 is still as perfect as i remember it. My concerns that it would be heavily policed, given that it's Sunday and scorching hot, were completely unnecessary.
Pulled in to mummelsee. Didn't see the mermaid or monster, but did try on some silly hats and see lots of cuckoo clocks. Didn't buy either.
Finished off the B500 in freudenstadt then continued south to Titisee. The weather and road was perfect all the way. I forgot how good some of the southern roads are in the black forest so was pleasantly surprised.
Looked at a couple of campsites in Titisee, fancying a change from the last one i used here. Rode straight past a no motorcycles sign to the campsite with a beach at south of the lake. The chap at reception suggested that we may have noticed the prohibited sign. We told him we did but ignored it, and we were politely turned away.
We returned to the site I've used before with Catherine. It's on the lake and was surprisingly quiet, although it had more than it's fair share of big friendly silly dogs.
There were just two other bikers in the tent pitches so we had plenty of space.
The free showers were excellent, the shop was well stocked (although the next morning's delivery from the bakery never did arrive, and we didn't leave early), and the restaurant was perfectly acceptable. I had a very nice bowl of wild boar with spetzl and red cabbage. Louby had a slightly soggy pizza, but it filled a gap. We finished with another glug of yesterdays wine but it was an unnecessary nightcap as we were both spent so we capped it yet once more and called it a night. This bottle of red would eventually come to survive three nights with us, which must be a new rather sorry record.
170 miles
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