Alps - Day 5 : Detours through the rain
It had rained a little during the night. Judging by the map it seemed possible to cover much ground today. It was just one long straight road. It took us half an hour to find the way out of Kehl. After that we traveled a lot faster. It was raining a bit, and our waterproof clothes also slowed us down by catching the wind. Cycling became harder after Lahr.
In France, there are large 'normal' roads which you are allowed to cycle over and highways. In Germany, there are roads you are permitted to cycle over, dedicated car roads, and highways. The road we were on kept changing between allowing cyclists or not. Whenever we had to leave the road, there would be a small bicycle path running parallel to it. The problem was that these smaller roads sometimes suddenly turned, stopped, or ceased to exist while the car road continued over a bridge. As a result, it took a lot of time to find the right directions today.
We took a picture of the pinnacle of bad cycling paths. The road had been following a highway for 10 kilometers before we were supposed to pass underneath it. There were no signs indicating construction or detours, but we weren't allowed to go underneath the highway because of scaffolding.
We managed to carry our bikes through them nonetheless.
In the afternoon we finally arrived in Freiburg, which is a reasonably big city. With some luck we managed to cycle through its suburbs and quickly find the right roads. Just before Titisee, when it started raining for the fifth consecutive day, the road turned into a huge one. We followed a cycling path into the forest. It was 20 kilometers long and first went up a hill and then even higher over a gravel road. After an hour of climbing we reached the top, with nothing but trees around us. The road split into several smaller ones, but there were no signs indicating where each one led to.
After we stood there for a while a lady walked by. She seemed a bit confused. I asked if the road to our left went to Titisee. She quickly answered 'yes'. I didn't trust her, it seemed like she just wanted to get rid of us as fast as possible. Nonetheless, that was the road we took. After another half an hour of cycling we reached Hintergarden. The bicycle path turned out to be much longer than initially indicated. Over the road for cars it would be only 10 kilometers, but via the bicycle path it was 20 km and included a mountain. Around six we finally arrived in Titisee, but not after taking another wrong turn, uphill.
There was a store selling fruit. We tried to find a real supermarket instead, but didn't. When we came back to the fruit store, it had just closed. At a nearby bench we ate our last scraps of bread with chocolate spread. Then it started to rain very hard.
Next, we needed to climb again, but fortunately the campsite would be in the next village. There was also a food stand selling kebabs, pizza, and fries. The prices seemed off, though; everything seemed way too cheap. We ordered the most expensive thing on the menu, a kebab with fries and a salad, it was only 6,50 euros. It was also nice and warm inside, which nearly made us fall asleep. A while later, the waiter brought our first warm meal this week. The fries were delicious, as was the rest.
To get to the campsite, we only needed to go downhill. There was a sign indicating that the road the campsite was on, which was also the road we needed to follow for the next 40 km, was closed. We didn't see any blockage until the campsite. The owner allowed us to pitch our stuff before paying.