Rotenburg

I’m at McDonald’s in Rotenburg (Wi-Fi and coffee),
On Saturday morning I headed west along the Elbe and in Geesthacht, Marco saw the signs on the Mule and after checking the blog, he decided that he wanted to shout me something to eat. He found me just outside of town and after asking if I would like some food, he shot off and got some curry wurst mitt pommes.

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We sat down and had a nice chat, about travel and the environment. Thank you Marco.
I crossed the Elbe with the Zollenspieker ferry and stopped for a coffee on the opposite bank. The place was a hangout for the local motorbike riders and there were a lot of nice bikes.

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Hard to compete with the polished aluminum of the Mule though!ย  ๐Ÿ™‚
After a while a guy came over and asked me about the-walk. It was Kalle, named after Kalle Blomqvist, and after some talk he offered me a place to set up camp at his house. It was in Winsen and we made plans to meet there later. Kalle would go for a ride on his Harley and I would walk there.

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Spent a nice evening talking first to Kalle, and later, when they arrived home from holidays in Spain, to his wife and daughter.
The Mule was even accorded honorary Harley status and was photographed under the Harleys only parking sign.
Set off after breakfast on what was to prove to be a very warm day.

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Just outside of town we were stopped by Kaos from Norway, he took some photos and said he’d post them on his blog.
It was a long warm day and I was glad to see the sun getting lower in the sky. It also felt slightly poetic to be walking into the setting sun..

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Then, just when I was feeling like a lonesome cowboy, I got another flat tyre.

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Not a major problem as I had stocked up on inner tubes, but it sort of killed the mood.

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Spent a warm night hidding from all the insects that thought I was their dinner in a field beside the road.
Next morning (Monday), I bought some breakfast at a supermarket and headed further west. The heat was making me long for the coast!
In Welle I stopped for a cappuccino when a gentleman came up and started asking about my little project. He insisted on not only paying for the coffee but even giving me the change from when he paid. He said he had been helped by so many people on his travels and felt it was the least he could do to pay it forward.
I headed onward, wanting to find a camping ground for the night as I really needed a shower after two days walking in the warm sun.
As I rolled into ScheeรŸel I saw an Esso service station and decided I needed a cold drink. Sitting outside were 3 people, all with a beer in front of them. They called out hello and it looked really good, so I bought my own beer and joined them. Turned out to be (I think) the owner, his wife and an employee. We taked and, not for the first time, my Hilleberg tent drew a comment. The brand seems to command a lot of respect in Germany! They sent me off with complimentary dinner and directions to the camp ground.

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The camp site turned out to be not only the cheapest, but also the best yet! So far removed from the expensive, soulless experience that my first camping ground in Germany had been. When I asked where I could get some coffee in the morning, I was invited to join the owners for breakfast!
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Have met so many helpful, kind people in the last few days that I almost feel overwhelmed. In Hamburg I walked past a small Indian gentleman and as I passed he said ” You are a lucky man, I can tell by your face that you are a lucky man.”
I’m starting to think that he was right!
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