As the season advances, we feel we want to catch every ray of sun. It was sunny alright, but cold as well, 5°C when we left and 10°C when we returned. I dressed warmly but my fingers and toes felt the nip of the cold air.
The plan was to cycle south along the Isar. From home we have about two kilometers to the bike path along the bank of the Isar. Following the river is an easy and pretty way to exit the city. In the summer and on weekends it is popular which means congested and no fun, but as today was neither we looked forward to the ride.
Here we pick up the Isar bike path.
Looking across the river to the left bank you see many stately apartment buildings.
Fishing in the city
We varied our route along the Isar and came upon this fountain that we had never seen before.
Father Rhine Fountain? I thought this was the Isar. The fountain, built by Adolf von Hildebrand between 1897 and 1903 for Strassburg, was reconstructed here in 1932
The Deutsches Museum, one of the world's largest science museums, as seen from the river
Just a few kilometers farther, still in the city
Around km 10 we leave the bank of the Isar and are on wooded paths.
DANGER; FALLING STONES; ROAD CLOSED But it seemed other cyclists and hikers were going around the barrier and so we did, too.
It was a lovely path.
This is where we turned back. I was more afraid of falling in the water than of a falling stone.
We saw an alternate route to continue south.
It was a little hilly and stony but beautiful.
Our path returned to the river at the bridge at Höllriegelskreuth. There aren't too many bridges cross the Isar so we decided to cross the river here and return on the other side. But first we stopped for something to eat.
A few people are sitting outside, but we prefered to eat our meal indoors.
The return trip went smoothly on a good bike path on the left bank.
I was surprised to see this little group. Four Mandarin ducks giving escort to a mallard. Although the Mandarins are in the minority among our river ducks, they all seem to be getting along nicely.
It was a beautiful ride and on paths that I was no longer familiar with, although I think I rode some of this part of the Isar years ago.
Nothing is lovelier than an early morning ride on the week-end. The streets are (almost) devoid of cars, the hectic bicycle commuters are still asleep. I have the place to myself. As in the past few days, I was out at seven, hoping for a ray of sun through the clouds at sunrise. No luck on that account today.
I rode through the streets of Schwabing, then to the English Garden and had my new lens with me, a tricky lens that I don't yet have much experience with, and so far have had very limited success with. If used properly, the lens gives you a slice of sharpness and the rest of the photo is a soft blur that doesn't distract from the subject of the photo - which should be the slice that is in focus. Today's photos weren't too successful, either. It seems I have been making the slice too thin and the blur too strong, just overdoing it. Below are the few pictures I have salvaged from the many that I took. I am looking forward to getting out again to apply what I hopefully learned this time around.
Then the summer was filled with other projects, hot weather, other trips. Janos traveled to Warsaw to visit an old school friend whom he hadn't seen for 60 years. I was busy enough with photography, family and friends, oh yes, and my bicycle challenges which helped me keep active on my bike.
But now it's time for another trip, but where to? We originally planned to drive to Alsace and make day trips from different spots, doing a kind of in depth exploration of the area. But we never managed to work up a whole lot of enthusiasm for the trip. Then came the idea of doing something we thought we couldn't do. We even had the Bikeline cycling guide for the route.
Wait a minute, no, we didn't have it any more. We just gave it to Miriam, our 23-year-old granddaughter, along with other useful things for her first solo bike tour. She had chosen the Alpe-Adria bicycle route. I knew she was a strong cyclist, but she had no experience with touring. We could help her there. She would be riding my old mountain bike (which she has been riding for the past several years), wearing my cast off bicycle shorts (which somehow got too small for me), sleeping in our little Mutha Hubba tent, cooking on the Trangia. You can imagine how excited and proud I was!
So a couple of weeks after Miriam left - she is long since on the Adria and beyond - we plan our departure for Sunday August 26. We will cycle from our front door and pick up the Alpe-Adria bicycle route where it starts in Salzburg.
Now this isn't directly related to our tour, but it does have to do with cycling and granddaughters. For our birthdays, Janos and I got an invitation from the youngest granddaughter, Nisrin, to eat ice cream together. Yesterday we all had time and it was ice cream weather, so we cycled over to the place selling the best ice cream and ate our ice cream cones sitting on a nearby bench. I had one scoop of lemon meringue and one of blueberry cheescake. Too good! It was ride #84 for the 100 Bicycle Days challenge. 15km.
And while I'm at it - and the subject is grandchildren and cycling - I'll tell you about the 13-year-old twins, Nelli and Valentin, both very athletic. They did a one-week cycling-tenting tour with their dad from their home to Lake Constance this summer.