Zwischen Croissants, Regen und Geschichte | Mit dem Rad durch Frankreich | Fahrrad-Weltreise Teil 7

Zwischen Croissants, Regen und Geschichte | Mit dem Rad durch Frankreich | Fahrrad-Weltreise Teil 7

Beautiful cycling weather… This is Kyra, and she’s long since stopped counting the rainy days. Haha, wonderful rain! And this is Michi. He’s eating his croissant even in the pouring rain. Um, yes. Our journey began on June 2nd in Emden. From there, our bikes carried us through the Netherlands and Belgium to Dunkirk. We took the ferry to England and zigzagged across the country. We discovered the rugged Shetland Islands, the Orkney Islands, the Outer and Inner Hebrides, before crossing on to Ireland. From there, our route led us back to Wales. Past Stonehenge to the south coast. And here we finally took the ferries to Dieppe. Back to the European mainland, where our next chapter begins. From Dieppe, our route takes us inland to Paris. We delve into the capital, roll past monuments , and let the city carry us away before arriving in the golden light of Versailles. From there, we follow the Seine back toward the coast through Rouen to the white cliffs of Étretat and the port city of Le Havre. Further west, the Apennine region of Normandy begins, where we experience both coast and history. From quiet beaches to traces of the Second World War. Our destination, the impressive Mont Saint-Michel. After more than four months on the British and Irish Isles, we set foot on the European mainland for the first time. After two wonderful nights in Dieppe, we now head for Paris. Beautiful, now we’ll see how we get there. We’ll manage, we’re used to it! The memories of Ireland and Great Britain are still so vivid that we can hardly believe how far this trip has already taken us. And yet, we sense that a new chapter begins here in Dieppe. Autumn in France. But a superb, absolutely fantastic bike route. Incredible, the bike path is a dream. It’s a railway line again. Kyra flies away. From Dieppe, the path leads us back into nature. Smooth bike paths, even dedicated traffic lights, just for us. France makes it easy to get rolling. Ooohhhh! Creepy . Really creepy! We pass through small villages made of grey stone, following old trails like the Road of César. After the main road, we find ourselves on the Choussée du César, as imposing as its name sounds. Oh my God! A stone! Until the Seine shows us the way. And off we go to Paris. And even when the path is arduous at times, we feel that this is exactly what makes this trip so real. Through tunnels and past skyscrapers, we approach the French capital. And suddenly it’s there, Paris. With bike paths so big that entire car lanes disappear. Then we stand in front of the Arc de Triomphe, a monument that has proudly stood guard over Paris since 1806, built to honor Napoleon’s great victories. For us, the Arc de Triomphe is less a triumphal arch than a symbol. We have arrived, right in the heart of Paris. Of course, we also want to see the Eiffel Tower on our first day. Between crowds and rain, we struggle there until we’re completely soaked, even our underwear gives up. And in the middle of this chaos, Michi stands there with a croissant and coffee in the rain. Not because it’s particularly romantic, but because we’re already wet. A wet croissant somehow fits in quite well with that. But then it gets a bit cold, so we quickly head to our place to sleep. Instead, we roll through rush hour traffic and over bumpy roads. Paris, the city of love, but also instead of its little quirks. Over 30 million baguettes are baked here every day. With over 2 million people in the center and more than 11 million in the metropolitan region, it’s one of the largest cities in Europe. And for us, cycling through the roundabout at the Arc de Triomphe is a must . In fact, Paris is now considered one of the most bicycle-friendly cities in Europe. Over 1,000 kilometers of cycle paths crisscross the city , and new ones are added every year. For centuries, Paris has been considered the cradle of art, fashion, and revolution. Today, cafés on every corner characterize life on the boulevards, and the special blend of history and modernity characterizes the landscape. Anyone who travels here quickly realizes that Paris is more than just sights. It’s a feeling. And yet, we insist on cycling past the Eiffel Tower one last time on our last evening. Au revoir Pari! Au revoir! The last rays of sun lead us out of the city, but the next highlight is already waiting. Versailles looms from afar, an invitation to another era. Where once stood a small hunting lodge, Louis XIV built a baroque work of art. Magnificent halls of mirrors, richly decorated chambers , and endless corridors make Versailles one of the greatest palaces in Europe to this day. A stark contrast, if not the only one, to our everyday cycling routine: crowds of people and the accompanying noise level, which keeps growing louder. Yes, we almost escape into another world. Endless avenues, artfully manicured gardens , and countless fountains stretch behind the palace. In the 17th century, Versailles was famous for its water features. More than 50 fountains sprayed in time with the royal festivities. There was never enough water to start them all at once. Servants had to manually redirect the water pressure, depending on where the king was strolling. Today, the park seems like a green stage where you almost forget what era you’re in. Here I am again. So, what’s the park like at Versailles? Pretty! In the publicly accessible part of the park. Nice. Nice. Yes. Maybe we need to go somewhere else here. Because so far, there’s only forest here. Yes, but that doesn’t matter. We’ve already seen the closed part. Suddenly, I’m being secretly filmed! In Versailles. On the way out. But we can’t find a way out. The park seems to hold us captive. It’s raining lightly again. With every drop of rain, the mood changes. We continue to wander through the park of Versailles. Because we’ve been here for an hour, and we actually wanted to cycle 90 km today. But it’s getting harder and harder and harder. Because of the Olympics and the Paralympics, some areas are still cordoned off. However, there are no signs indicating that this is coming somewhere. Then you just have kilometers of construction fences in front of you. Now we hope we can continue straight ahead. Because otherwise, if there’s another construction fence and the only access to the park is actually the one we drove in through, even though there are tons of other entrances and exits, that would be annoying. Under rain, ah, it’s so annoying. We just don’t want any more rain. There isn’t any. It’s starting to get on our nerves. The cold and all that is fine here. But we’ve had enough of the rain. We just don’t want any more rain. This is too much. Only a long detour back to the entrance brings us outside again. Autumn on the Seine. And with it come new challenges. Paths are crowded, some even flooded. Oh, let’s see how deep. It’s possible. And we’ll come back… Oh, shit. Yeah, okay, it’ll be exciting. Oh, f*** Oh, f*** Oh, f*** Oh, f*** That’s it. Back! My feet are wet. Kyra? Woah! Wet feet? I saved my left leg. The one on the right was in the water up to… here! Oh God! Oh no! Shows the heavy rain of the last few days . It seems to have rained quite a bit. So many people are sitting there watching the spectacle. But between castles and white chalk cliffs we discover the beauty along the way. We have reached Rouen. That was very good. Here we delve into narrow streets, past half-timbered houses and the mighty cathedral. Well, how was Rouen? Pretty! Before the Seine carries us out again. Suddenly it becomes quiet. Green meadows, cows and apple trees line our path. But here too, tests await. Today is supposed to be a relaxing day. But we have two or three ferries. The only problem is, the first one worked. All the others are either being serviced or are broken. We have now done 48 km. We actually wanted to do 86. Now it will just be 125/130 km again. With mountains. And still, how do we cope. What is it like here? Just like at home. Apples, pollarded willows, farms. Really beautiful! And ferries! Yeah, okay. Phew, exhausting. And at the end, the sea lies before us again. The white chalk cliffs of Étretat rise out of the sea like cathedrals. A sight that leaves us speechless. So, now we’ve arrived in Le Havre. So, a spin? I don’t think so with the weight. Without the weight, of course, immediately. I would be jumping, you’d be surprised! But like this. Le Havre, a city that was almost completely rebuilt after the war. We were just in a small bakery. It had only just opened two months ago, the owner said. He was really nice. The first thing he gave us was a brioche. And delicious. We should try the biscuits in particular. And they were great. We wanted to try the bread too. But we got that for free. Super good, really great. I don’t think it will last for several days. Yes, we’ll eat it up quickly. Particularly impressive is the Church of Saint-Joseph, whose tower appears inconspicuous from the outside. But from the inside it shines like a shining landmark. We leave Le Havre over a huge bridge. And here in the Calvados region, too, there are beautiful houses. Truly amazing. But that’s not all. The apple brandy of the same name also has its origins here. And now in the off-season the beaches are empty. And everything else? Everything is simply closed! But the deeper we drive into Normandy, the more omnipresent the past becomes. And with every kilometer we become more thoughtful. It is a part of our past and it cannot be repressed. We pause. Roll along beaches that today seem peaceful and expansive. But it was precisely here that over 150,000 Allied soldiers landed on June 6, 1944. Thousands died on that day alone. And in the weeks that followed, hundreds of thousands lost their lives. These places carry a heaviness. We speak to people without a camera. Simply person to person. And it is precisely in these encounters that we sense how valuable the Europe we live in today is. A Europe of friendship instead of enmity. A Europe without borders. What will become of this Europe that means so much to us? The beaches themselves offer no answer. They lie there, still and peaceful. It’s truly crazy. An entire harbor made of pontoon bridges. Insane. Upon entering the old bunkers, we feel the confinement. Not just spatially, but also, or above all, in our hearts. We can hardly imagine what it must have been like back then. Back there are all the batteries. The daily routine of cycling continues, and beautiful moments give us a breather. I found a good wild camping spot! Ah… This morning we had a lot of rain. But since it passed, it’s been getting better and better and better. Be friendly for once. We’re not allowed to feed you. But maybe a quick petting? Hello! I’m always afraid they’ll bite me. You don’t need to. They’re just nice. Omaha Beach Today an endless sandy beach. But on June 6, 1944, it was one of the bloodiest scenes of the largest landing in human history. More than 2,000 American soldiers lost their lives here alone while battling barbed wire, mines, and heavily fortified bunkers. Today the waves seem calm, almost peaceful. And it’s precisely this contrast that makes this place all the more moving. But just look at this… Just imagine… How bad… Off to Pointe du Hoc. A little late-evening drive. The sun has already set. Pointe du Hoc, we’ll do it tomorrow. I was just standing there. Now we have to find a place to sleep. We just met another cyclist who was also wild camping. A little while longer, sitting by the water, drinking some wine. We don’t have any! We have nothing left. Ah, right, we have nothing left. Except noodles. We still have water. We still have water. We can drink water, too. But I think we’ll go into the tent very quickly because it’s getting a bit chilly. Pointe du Hoc: A jagged cliff that seemed almost insurmountable on D-Day. 225 US Rangers climbed here under heavy fire. Their boats were launched incorrectly. They had to sail parallel to the coast. The element of surprise was thus lost. Many of their rocket hooks failed. The ladders were too short. After two days, only about 90 of them remained combat-ready. And when they finally reached the top, they found the guns were no longer there. They had been relocated to the hinterland. Today we look into the craters and bunkers and sense courage, despair, and sacrifice. This place reminds us how dearly freedom was bought. What is Fromagerie? Carentan Cheese Factory Here the 101st Airborne, known from Band of Brothers, fought for days for every road until the landing beaches were finally connected. We heard the church last night. We set off for Sainte-Mère-Église Beautiful trees! And wonderful cycling weather, isn’t it? Dreamy rain. Then we reach Sainte-Mère-Église, the first town liberated in Normandy. On the night of D-Day, US paratrooper John Steele jumped. However, his parachute got caught in the church steeple and he hung there for hours. He was injured and motionless as he fell while the fighting raged below him. Steele survived. He was captured and later released. To this day, his fate represents the many coincidences, the good fortune and the sorrow of that night. Km 0 of the symbolic Freedom Trail, which stretches all the way to Luxembourg. We’ve cycled almost the entire route. All the stories we sense here remind us that peace can never be taken for granted. And that’s precisely why we appreciate all the more to be able to cycle freely and carefree through Europe today. Great, isn’t it? Yes. But two tasks briefly interrupt our journey. Oh, here we go, haircut. Yes, that’s actually quite okay. Yes. Oh God. Little by little. We just saw Le Mont-Saint-Michel for the first time. Let’s see. Back there between the trees. I don’t know if you can see it. Good morning. From cold France. Yes, we are very, very lucky. Because we arrived here last night and had a flat tire. Actually, it was solved quickly, but we noticed that Kyra’s rim tape wasn’t sitting quite right and that’s why all the tubes have a tear on the side . Now we’re using adhesive tape again. Everything is too loose. We hope it works. We had a visit from a nice gentleman last night. Yes, that was a quick one. He gave us a tube and invited us to his house. Then we were given three more tubes. We stayed overnight there and had dinner. It was really nice. Yes, that way we didn’t have to ride in the dark anymore, we had a good place to sleep and can now continue our journey refreshed. Exactly, we thought. Jeff and Ansophie set off and yes, we noticed, oh, Kyra’s rear tire is flat again. Annoyingly, it was just the valve that was broken. And now we’re very glad we have the other tubes and hope that this one will just hold up. A bit foggy. With Mont Saint-Michel, we reach the end of our first chapter in France. The abbey rises like a crown from the sea. And for us, it feels like a worthy conclusion to this stage. We look back on this first chapter in France. Paris with all its energy, the splendor of Versailles , and the coasts with castles and chalk cliffs. Normandy has made us quiet. Here, where history remains so tangible and where we once again feel how precious peace is. It was a section full of impressions, challenges, and gratitude. Ahead of us lies the second half of our journey in France. We dive into the interior. We follow quiet canals, cross the Loire near Nantes , and reach the coast again. Autumn is golden, with endless sandy beaches and pine forests teeming with wild boar. Bordeaux awaits us as a radiant stopover before we begin a new chapter in Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port. There’s Gira. And the Mosamnussel. And we’re just having breakfast. Honestly. Simply wonderful. A little cold. But sunshine instead. Blue sky. Recording is in progress and I’m here. I’ve taken the animal with me. Soigned Major. Yeah, great. Then we’ll go back up. Let’s see if he doesn’t dance along to Arabic noodles. Yes, we’re not allowed to visit, we’re not allowed to drive onto the road either, unfortunately the pedestrians don’t care where they walk. Why we’re not allowed to visit? We have a gas canister with us and apparently due to terrorist threats or something else, it’s not even allowed outside in the parking lot outside of Mosomichels. Maybe on the other side of the bridge, but oh well, that’s the way it is, nothing can be done about it. This is the real Halloween feeling here. The center is foggy today, but above there’s a beautiful blue sky, which means we’re going to have a really, really nice day , but first we’re slowly moving forward in the fog. That will happen too; the sun is already shining nicely and it smells of fresh laundry, exactly. So, let’s see. Bullygeln. Peeled. We actually have to move on from there. 100% sure. Will it work? Yes. From the house, I did everything there. Yes, it’s beautiful now too. And it’s used as a type of square here. It’s really beautiful. Just past Etretor, the hill now goes up. One of three hills today. There are chestnut trees everywhere. And as long as you can still chat, the incline isn’t that bad. It’s only 160 or 170 meters. And I think this is the steepest climb of the day. And more chestnut trees. Oh, lots of chestnut trees. Amazing. Oh yes, lots of them. It’s definitely autumn here. Since we’ve complained about the weather so often, now for something different. It’s a gorgeous day and probably the second warmest, or even the warmest, on our trip. In October. The other warm days or one other extremely warm day we had were in England. Right at the beginning of the trip on the way to London. And yes, it’s amazing. Blue skies, a few clouds, perfect weather. Great. This is here. It feels a bit like Norway, remember? On the way to Dienau. Beautiful here. I mean, the parking spaces here are a bit full. That there’s a bit going on in the town. Oh God. 19 are still free. And 7 and 2. That’s a bit further on. Just now, or where was it before? No, here. Here. Here.
Here. Here. Here. Here. Here. Here. Here. Here. Oh, a little bit further on. Just now, or where was it before? No. Okay. Okay. Yes. Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay. Wow, that’s just people who just buy blood. Who buy blood. Here it is. Attention. Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. Oh, that’s right. Yes, that’s right. Okay. Isn’t that a dream? Yes, I am. Yes, beautiful. Oh, there’s a servant up there right now. I don’t have to be mirrored. It’s around in the water, it’s crazy. Different landscape. Yes. Wow, I have to go up there. Oh, stones. But that looks a bit like a quarry, even from before. Yes. It’s a mixture of creepy and beautiful. A coffee. Oh, here too with the warm. With the leaves it was just nicer when I was thrown with acorns. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. That one is pretty. But she is pretty. Pretty. Hurry. The race is behind us. And there’s a cobweb on the camera. We just got another liter of water from an older gentleman. I wouldn’t let them out of sight at all. If there’s a German in a car, we can just ask him. Because it’s Sunday and a lot of things have actually closed down again. And we’ve run out of water. Also because, well, the exit is an exaggeration. But we only have about a liter left. And now we have two liters. That means we can easily cook and have something to drink. So we still have him on the hook. I still have mine here and you still have a little. We definitely still had a little . But now we have more again. And that’s not a bad thing. And maybe there’s a drinking water source somewhere to the left. Well, in any case. He lost his wife. And now the bike that was actually meant for his wife has also been stolen from the car. And yes, now he only travels in his Mercedes Sprinter. Very tragic. But that’s life. And that’s why we’re doing this now. What? What is this? Hello, what is this? What is that? What is that? Something’s coming. A house? A house? So, a bit of horror, Halloween music. They look pretty nice. What is that then? Oh dear, isn’t it? An old mill, probably, right? I don’t know. Ah. Yes. It’s a shame there aren’t many beautiful German mothers left these days. I’ll have to put something over that. I’ll make a video when I… What? Hey, sweetie! Why? What? I’m just making a Schnucken video. What? No. It’s not getting away. Hello, little rat. Do you even know where you have to go? No. I’ve just been waiting there for so long, right? That’s my gate at the moment, that’s it now. Oh, no, that would be harder. It will hold. I’ve just been waiting there for so long, right? That’s my gate at the moment, that’s it now. Oh, no, that would be harder. It will hold. It will hold. Yes, yes. Back in the spotlight. Very good. Look, from the harbor in St. Nassert we now cross the bridge, Pons St. Nassert, over it and now we’re back at the sea, woohoo, a bit tight, but it’ll be okay. Here it works, then you try to the left, that’s my problem now, now it’s heading south, south south south On and on to Gibraltar So, and for those of you too lazy to climb the viewing platform at the IUD-Fedronen, we’ve installed something nice here. He’s also crazy. He ‘s got a headache here. Yes, it goes all the way up there. Mr. Blätten, do we need more? Hm. Mr. Blätten, do we need more? Yes, but. Look in the mirror. We have to go on to the right it seems. Just poached through the Ausda areas again. Different to. Different to. And no pizza vending machine. How are we doing there, are we looking for a pizza vending machine? You have to try one at least once in France. Just like the laundry. But, the washing machines next to the supermarkets.
But we haven’t seen those either. And we haven’t seen any more now either, now I’ve hooked something up. Yes, but we did see a few cyclists today and have had and cared for flat tires again. And it looks very interesting here in front of us. What is that? When are they?
When are they? When are they? When are they? When are they? When are they? When are they? When are they? When are they? When are they? When are they? When are they? When are they? I think some of them are just like Robby. Just kidding. Nine. Some are already flying violently. Wow. Fischer. I’m interested to know how that works. It’s pretty obvious. But why here on such a small canal? Good question. Again. Muffle from the Fischer as far as the eye can see. And very old piers. And even more over there. It’s a bit like the Netherlands with its tulips. Yes. It’s a bit like the Netherlands with its tulips. We can still do it for a long time. It’s a short smell. We didn’t say that they aren’t there at the moment. Maybe it will still be in the wind then. But I’m not sure if it’s still a bit like the Netherlands. It’s a bit like the Netherlands with its tulips. I’m not sure if it’s still a bit like the Netherlands. It’s a bit like the Netherlands with the tulips. Maybe it will be windy then, it won’t be. Those are for clouds. We can see them ourselves. It looks more like a mix of clouds, clouds, and high fog. Above that, maybe there’s a feeling of well-being for me. It looks quite nice over there. There’s the horizon. That’s where we have to go. That’s where we are. Leaving an old salt mine. I’m not in pain. There are cyclists coming behind us. Cyclists behind us. Now. Now. Yep, yep. Then you can’t see it at all. How big it is. It is definitely very big. Yes, it is simply big. It is definitely very big. Now we’re on the way to Bordeaux. The Bay of Biscay is practically behind us. We’re on the Way of St. James. It’s a nice climb up and down through overgrown dunes. You can also notice the hills. It’s a very long walk. It’s a very long walk. It’s a very long walk. It’s a very long way. It’s a very long way. It’s a very long way. It’s a very long way. The hills are quite noticeable. Today we have about 110-115 km ahead of us. We’ve already made it. We’re still hoping for our pizza machine. We had a really nice breakfast earlier. And now I’m in the wrong gear. The weather is also great. Of course that has a big impact on my mood. It’s so dreamy. There’s nothing here. It just looks good. I think it’s crazy what they built back then. Just to protect us from the traffic jammers. Did you put up such a huge, huge thing here? Or rather, did you have your poor pillars put it up? There’s real art down there. Art. And painted on. Well, up quickly. Merci. Thank you very much. Yes, yes, that’s how it is. Yes, yes, that’s how it is. Yes, that’s how it is. Okay, Nils. You. You. You. You. You. You.
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Mahs generated Cool And this is La Ruche. On what is probably an old railway line on the way to Bordeaux. Forever and forever. But hey, no rain. So it’s all too much. True. True. Where are the beautiful lakes? But we had one today. We even just ate by one. It also starts with, is with F, Finland, France. Must be exactly the same. The whole area and it’s gone. Luckily not when we were here. Our little ferry doesn’t run anymore, unfortunately. Oh well. And our little ferry doesn’t run anymore. So we have to cross a bridge right now, or rather, we would have to take a suspension bridge afterwards, whatever. But that will probably cost money. We don’t want to take the risk because we don’t have that much cash with us. And then we’ll have to drive all the way back again. Yes, bridge in front of suspension ferry. Only open until tomorrow. That would be difficult too, of course. Maybe they’ll close earlier. Yes, me neither. There we have both of them in front of each other again. We’d probably take the suspension bridge, the suspension bridge, the transporter ferry, and the big bridge. But everywhere we’re told we’re not allowed to go there. That would be stupid. What do you want, the take alliance works? Push to the front in any case. You do need a ticket, though. Well, presented. A transporter ferry, like Fliege and Jam. We’re in a Gordendoll, floating over the water because the Andrat cables that go along there are attached. Oh. It’s much more comfortable than taking the bridge. And really cheap too, 250 per person. Only 2.10, I think. Oh, only 2.10? And you can take it for free. Now we’re practically in Bordeaux. Not Boudeu, but Bordeaux. There are no crocodiles in the saltworks. But pigs, pigs can be so messed up. Yes. So many saltworks. We need to buy some Flirtesale, I think. With brain white. No, without, please. But we still have so much super-good British iodine salt. I don’t think we can use any more. Unfortunately. Because there’s still a very, very large supply of British salt. I think there are at least 200 grams left. And Linker. Where’s he going? Somewhere around here? I have no idea. Oh, it’s so beautiful. Let’s go to the right. Yes. Now we really are in Bordeaux. Traffic. Isn’t it fantastic? Amazing. So beautiful. So beautiful. Oh. So. Now you can definitely see that things are going to be different. Beautiful sand dunes. You don’t even want to know how crowded it is here in summer. A bit of a Baltic Sea feeling. But simply beautiful. The fog still needs to clear a bit. Then we’d have beautiful sunshine. Bonjour. It’s quite cold like this. Of course. So. So. So. So. So. So. So. So. A fair trip for the first time in a long time. But it will take us about 30 minutes, if we do not hesitate. It’s going well. Beautiful. Over there you can see a stone lighthouse. A small one, which is probably very big. But the weather is really better after the fog this morning. It’s simply a dream. We went over on horseback. That’s just not quite possible. We’re still going to Bordeaux. But otherwise we’re only going from the south towards Spain. It’s getting warmer and warmer and warmer. Until at some point it gets colder again. That’s not that long. All good. Woop, I’m here. Well, what’s there? The biggest thin line in Europe. Oh my God. That’s really cool. I’m happy. I’m happy. I’m happy. I’m happy. I’m happy. I’m happy. I’m happy. Not before. Not here, what’s that? Yes, I was just here. Very nice. I’m happy. Dupila, dun-du-pila, dun-du-pila, pilat. Best weather in any case. Exactly, and now we go through here, yes, some kind of forest to our sleeping place, another 10 kilometers. Yes, I just took care of that. Is autumn still quiet? Yes, autumn, autumn, autumn. So, now we’ve said goodbye to Giovanni and we’re back on the Eurovelo. 3. 3, yes. Wow, beautiful along a river. Let’s see which one that is. In any case, we’re off to St. Pete de Port. Port de Pete? St. Pete de Port. So, St. Pete de Port probably. I have no idea, I don’t know. Yes, but it’ll probably take until the day after tomorrow. And as you can see, the weather has gotten a bit worse again. But as long as it’s not raining, everything is perfect. And it’s warm. We’re wearing P-shirts and trousers. Is it getting colder? Yes, it will get colder. Let’s just hope the material holds up. We’ve got enough clothes with us. It can get colder. And then we’ll manage. Maybe we’ll just continue on the Eurovelo. We’ll see. Or maybe the Kaminofronsfils. We ‘ll see. We’ll find out. And the cranes are migrating. That’s another tra, isn’t it? Yes, it’s really nice, having just ridden something like that. They’re doing the same thing as us. They’re migrating all the way south. Do you see him? That’s about where he is. Michi is coming back from the sleeping bag. Let’s see if he’s found anything. The path goes up the mountain. He was away for quite a long time and seems to have walked quite far. Did you find anything? There’s an open space, a small forest, up there. There’s a tree house and something else. You can fight there. At the end of the reed bed there was a little further on. I don’t know if there’s more. There’s a rock here. It’s difficult to build up on. But it’s still quite a way up. I think we’ll try to agglomerate here. Ah, it’s really nice here. We continue towards Jean-No, Jean-Jean-Pied-de-Port. Yes, then from today on we have officially walked the Way of St. James. Start with most of the Way of St. James Ah, so incredibly steep. Kira is down there and the sheep are a bit curious and yet skittish at the same time. Ah, it doesn’t look that fast at all. Ah, so incredibly steep. It is so incredibly steep. Yes, let’s go. Yes, that’s in the lowest gear, mind you. Yes, it looks like curious whispers are coming from behind. Yes, now you can slowly move forward again. Ah yes, crazy. Ah, shit. Now it’s stopped. Now they’re all running back.

Seit dem 01.06.2024 sind wir, Kyra und Michi, auf Fahrrad-Weltreise 🚲
In Teil 7 führt uns die Reise nach Frankreich in die Stadt der Liebe – Paris – und durch die Regionen Hauts-de-France und Normandie:

Von Dieppe radeln wir landeinwärts auf einer alten Bahntrasse durch Haus-de-France und folgen schließlich der Seine nach Paris. Dort bestaunen den Eiffelturm und Arc de Triomphe und natürlich den Louvre, ehe wir die Stadt in Richtung Versailles verlassen. Überwältigt vom Prunk und Pomp des Sonnenkönigs, zieht es uns der Seine folgend zurück ans Meer bei Étretat. Wir bleiben nah an der Küstenlinie und treffen auf die grausamen Spuren der Vergangenheit. Wir radeln entlang endloser Sandstrände, die von ebenso viel Leid erzählen könnten. Genau hier fand am 06.06.1944 die bisher größte amphibische Landungsoperation in der Geschichte der Menschheit statt – der D-Day. Wir werden still und merken einmal mehr, wie wertvoll Frieden und die Freiheit in einem geeinten Europa der vielen Freundschaften und nicht der Feindschaften ist. Wir beenden diesen Abschnitt mit einem Blick auf Mont-Saint-Michel, einer Abtei die gleichsam einer Krone im Wattenmeer thront. Doch die nächsten Erlebnisse warten schon und so werden wir im nächsten Teil weiter der Küste in Richtung Spanien folgen.

Kommt mit auf ein Stück voller Natur, Geschichte und Emotionen. 🌿🌧️

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00:00 Intro & Route
01:35 Ankunft
03:17 Auf nach Paris
05:58 Versailles
09:05 Herbst und Hochwasser
12:09 Le Havre
13:51 Vergangenheit und Freiheit
20:06 Ab in den Süden
22:10 Rückblick & Ausblick