Black Forest - Day 4 : From somewhere near Kappel to Trippstadt
We woke up early to the whistle of birds in the forest. My sleeping bag was still wet. This time we had breakfast outside our tents. During the night nobody had seen us and we were invisible from the road. While we were busy packing a tractor drove by. We thought it would keep going, but it turned onto the path only 20 meters away. That wasn't necessarily bad, if the driver hadn't see us by now he probably wouldn't see us later. Still he stopped. We thought the he had seen us, but he didn't come closer. He kept walking around the tractor breaking of sticks and walking around the forest. Meanwhile we tried to take the tent down without him seeing us. Bram crawled from behind the tent to take apart the front. When we were almost done the tractor kept on driving, if he would stop again he would certainly see us. I wasn't sure how close he could get. Fortunately he continued. After packing the tent as clean and dry as possible, which was not very, we went on our way again. We noticed the farmer had only been collecting twigs to fill a hole in the road. The road we cycled on continuously went up and down really steeply, as you can see on this photo.
We would get to the top, eventually..
We bought some food and the sun was shining. We had very tasty bread, it was called tresse brioche or something like it. It was a mix between cake and very light white bread. Later we bought it again but it wasn't as good. Only after 20 km we passed the first campsite of the day, so it definitely had been a good decision to camp in the forest. It was getting ever more hilly while we reached the road to Kaiserslautern.
Another view we had along the way
According to the traffic signs Kaiserslautern was still 40 km away, but we knew those were usually not trustworthy. It turned out to be about 4 km more. Soon it started to rain like crazy. We took shelter in a bus stop together with a motorcyclist who asked where we were going. After 10 minutes it was getting dry again. We discussed our route and went on our way. The motorcyclist overtook us a bit later and honked. About 20 km before Kaiserslautern we stopped to eat chocolate chip cookies. A man who thought we were lost started to explain in great detail which routes we should take, while we actually wanted to go in the opposite direction. We passed a few large breweries, in Kaiserslautern we lost our way again.
Bram didn't understand why people looked at him
While Bram was doing groceries I asked a few people our location and how to reach the next village. One lady had already explained it clearly when an old man came up to is. I think he was about 60. He was planning to cycle to Santiago in Spain next year and asked what we thought of his idea of cycling with a backpack. We said it would be better to use panniers, so his back wouldn't start hurting. He was very friendly and explained the directions to the next village again. Meanwhile Bram had bought a jar of Isostar powder, to make sports drink. The store was the only luxurious one we had found in entire Germany. There were mostly Aldis and Lildls, which were cheap but didn't sell any good things.
Somehow we still managed to take a wrong turn upon leaving the city, but eventually found the right way. The road ran through a very nice natural area called the Pfalzerwald. The campsite was also indicated. We followed the sign but didn't find a second one even after 5 kilometers of cycling. For some reason they never seem to post more than one sign in Germany. You just have to keep going no matter how far it is any how many sideroads there are.
We also passed the village Stelzenbergen, which lies on top of a very steep hill. I think the climb went up with around 15%, on the way down I again almost reached 60 km/h. We asked directions at a house with a Lamborghini on the driveway. We continued climbing and finally found a second sign. The campsite was a few kilometers away and looked perfect. It was clean and the showers were nice. It lay in a nice valley with many walking paths. The man there wasn't very enthusiastic tough. I am not sure if it was because my German was bad, but he hardly responded to anything I said.
We made dinner in front of the tent. During the evening we heard a lot of Andre Hazes and other really bad Dutch folk music. We took a very long shower because it was too cold to leave.
Left: The first part of the fourth day.
Right: The road to Kaiserslautern was a long straight road which made finding directions a lot easier.
The last piece of the 4rd day. It took some searching to find directions because the villages were small.
Distance cycled : 110 km