Dit zijn de afstanden die er per dag gefietst zijn. Dag 4 was de rustdag.Dag 5 en 6 waren de dagen dat we rond hebben gereden in de Veluwe zonder bagage.

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Black Forest - Day 3 : Feldberg
In the morning it was pretty cold again, it seemed to get worse every day. Before we left we made some more soup, this time beef-chicken-chocolate-pine needle flavored. It gave me a sore stomach. Wearing our hats and gloves we continued and ended up at a little bridge.

A bridge on the Feldberg
The path we were following wasn't easy. It was narrow and covered with ice. I slipped a few times but didn't fall. The higher we got the deeper the snow became. Fortunately the people before us had compacked it. Despite the sub-zero temperatures Bart felt so warm he walked up in his t-shirt. If he would get pneumonia he at least knew why. We again lost our directions. After some guessing we ended up on the route again, there was also a shelter and a little stream.

An ice cold stream

A shelter covered in a deep layer of snow
We passed another snow field which was covered in animal tracks. The type of snow here also differed from that on the Schauinsland. There it had been spherical ice particulates, here it consisted of a layer of ice crystals which made a clear sound when we stepped on them. Those were just two of the many types of snow we encountered. We wondered if there were people studying snowology.
It was extremely quiet on the plain. We stood there fore a few minutes to listen. We heard nothing except the wind and the blood running in our ears. We hadn't seen anyone the entire day. Bram took his camera to take a picture. Right then we heard "roetsssssssssssssjjjjjjjjjjjj" and saw a skier entering the field. He stopped right in the middle and stood there for over 10 minutes. When he left we could finally take a photo.

View towards the Schauinsland

The skier on the otherwise deserted field

Bart
The next section was the toughest of the vacation. The summit of the Feldberg was still a few hundred meters higher. The path we were following went steep uphill through 50 cm deep snow. After struggling for over an hour we finally made it to the top.

View from the Feldberg

The Alps in the distance


The snow on the top was more than a meter deep


Bram




Bart

Bram



We walked towards some tower with the Alps in the background before descending again
From the summit we walked towards the white tower in the pictures above. There was a ski slope nearby which we followed downhill. We tried sliding down again, but that didn't work this time... except for Bart but that wasn't voluntarily. In the valley we wanted to buy some food. As a kind of oasis in the snow a food stand emerged. After eating our first warm meal in three days we walked around a bit. There were only hotels. It was getting late, around 5 o'clock, which meant we could walk for another hour before it would be too dark to continue. We picked a small path that ran along the Feldsee, a small lake. To get there we needed to descent even further, there was so much ice we had a hard time staying upright. The lake looked nice, especially now it was frozen.

Feldsee 1

Feldsee 2
After the Feldsee we kept plowing through the snow for another half an hour. Eventually we reached a cross-country skiing path. We heard something that sounded like a strange bird, but it turned out to be the poles of two skiers scratching the snow. It would be dark in 30 minutes, but it wasn't clear those people also knew that.

There was a huge amount of snow next to the path

The cross-country skiing path

It was getting dark
Everything was covered by snow, so we needed to sleep on top of the snow once more. We walked off into the forest and trampled a large enough section to pitch our bivy bags. It was already pretty cold. Cold enough to keep our Jagermeister at a good temperature.

The snow was warmer than it was outside

Bram's bivy and sleeping bag


Quickly putting on some warm clothes
At night it wasn't warm, especially because we were sleeping on the snow. It also snowed a bit during the night. I had put my shoes in a plastic bag inside my sleeping bag, so they wouldn't freeze. When I went hiking last winter that had happened a few times. Every night we spent about 14 hours in our tent, but only slept a few of them. The remainder was spent by being awake and trying not to get too cold.

Route of day 3