Breakfast in Bled

Monday 22 July 2013

6am up today so it was even a bit early for breakfast for me, even so we were a bit delayed leaving having to do all the necessary jobs to Bertie. Also, we had made a loose plan of where we wanted to go today but when we put the co-ordinates into the TomTom it told us that one road was closed and because of our size the only route available was three sides of a square and would take 5.30 hours to complete. We looked at the map and decided not to go into Austria today and head off in the direction of Salzburg. We do not want to visit it as we have been before. There is only so much Mozart and chocolate balls you can take in one life. How does it go 'The hills are alive.....with the sound of cash registers' did you know that most Austrian's have never seen or heard of the Sound of Music.  

We arrived at a local supermarket at about 08.10 and Petra went in to do a bit of food shopping. I followed her in once I had moved Bertie to a better parking place. I walked up to the substantial beer aisle and pitched up two six packs of Pils on special offer, only to find to my horror I was only holding the packaging to one of them. I watched as the six bottles became removed form the cardboard sleeve and tumble to the floor waiting for the enviable smash. It came big time, my feet and sandals were drenched with beer and broken glass. I stood there amazed and not quite knowing what to do. A rather stern looking lady came from around the corner rolled her eyes and walked off, presumably to get the cleaner mop and bucket. I gently placed the cardboard container on the stack of beer I had collected it from and picked up another two packs this time holding on to them for dear life. Once in Petra's  trolley I made a hasty retreat to Bertie.   

Petra returned to the van and produced breakfast. It was a large square croissant type thing, stuffed with what seemed to be semolina and dusted with icing sugar. It sounds worse than it tasted but it was very filling. 

We had a rather uneventful drive to Salzburg along the Autobahn. On the way we were delighted to receive a call from Gaby and that the weather in Aldwick is hot enough for her to go for a swim three times a day. Good for you girl....

We also stopped at a cycle shop to purchase a cycle pump. We did bring one of those 12v ones from Halfords but the first time we tried it on the Bertie's big tires it blow up. It was a shame as it did do the Brompton 6.5 bar tyres a treat. Anyway, we went into this enormous out of town shed thing and we got one of those ones like a stirrup pump. Just the job and made in Germany as only they can. 

We finally ended up at our free site at about lunch time. Then blew up the tyres on the twins and we headed off into the local town. There are no photos as there were none worth taking. We carried on through the town to the MacDonald's and sat for an hour using the Internet, well up dating the blog actually. There was no time for anything else and we are only allowed one hour.

After we returned to Bertie and relaxed doing a few jobs. 

Tuesday 23 July 2013

We can't seem to get out of the habit of early rising, perhaps it's all in the excitement of the days to come. We were actually on the road by 07.30 today. A quick stop at a fuel station to fill up with Diesel (€1.39 per ltr) and get our10 day Vignette that allows us to drive on the motorways in Austria. They are only €8.30 and save a hefty fine if caught without one. apparently they are quite hot on it and they can spot offenders a mile off. All ready to go we popped on the motorway and without any notices we were in Austria driving along the A1 motorway and on to 158 which is a scenic route through mountains passes, up some steep climbs past beautiful blue lakes and small villages.

One of the highlights of the drive was the view from the top of a climb turning a bend to find Lake Wolfgangsee straight ahead and below. It really was a breath stopper. We have found that views like that are often inaccessible as there are no stopping or parking areas to be found. Besides with traffic (mainly lorries) its not that safe to stop and get out. Either that or there is no warning whatsoever that you are about to witness one of the most beautiful vistas you have ever seen in your LIFE and before you know it you have left the pull over spot 100m behind you. So no pics just very fond memories of an extraordinary drive.

So, we carried on our way admiring the scenery and the beautiful houses and farms through green tree lined valleys and small alpine villages till we reached the outskirts of our destination for the day. Liezen, has no claim to fame that we are aware of and it is not mentioned in any of the books we have. It does however have a free camping spot so that's good enough for us.

As we approached the town we found the local Aldi store and went In to buy some supplies. It was now 09.15 and time for breakfast. Dark bread, smoked ham, cheese and a beef tomato and Yorkshire tea. Walking round a local must have heard us speaking English and told us we had a new King? At first we were wondering what on earth he was on about. 'Has the Queen died'? No of course not it was just that Kate had had the baby boy. Before you could say 'does one come here often' he'd whipped out his mouth organ and played the national anthem. It was a little embarrassing but it was meant in good fun. Petra saluted.

Not much to say about Liezen and one can understand why it is left out of the travel books. It's a working town full of local businesses and is a bit of a building site at the moment with major works going on. We were a bit doubtful that the site would be up to much but we were delighted with it. It was situated down a quiet road behind a rock climbing and tennis club over looking open fields to the hills, valley and mountains beyond. We settled Bertie in and took the Brompton's for a spin. It didn't take long and we were soon back having our lunch.

What a hot day it has been today at 15.00 I took a reading with my Kestrel wind gauge thermometer which is very accurate indeed. In the shade under the awning it was exactly 36.4*c. Inside Bertie it was only 2* more which I think is quite amazing. What the temp was  in the sun I do not know but it was too hot to go for an afternoon bike ride. 

One of our recent purchases is a 20L solar shower which we thought would be good when we are on campsites instead of having to pay for showers. As it happens as a shower it is not that good but as a water heater it is amazing. We fill it up and put it on the roof of the van. All you have to do is make sure you put the black side up and in two to three hours you have water so hot you have to add cold to it to use. We now wash clothes, wash dishes and decant it into a 2l jug for bathing and all for free. Well, the bag cost €7 but you know what I mean. Also, it keeps hot for ages.

Wednesday 24 July 2013

What a day we have had today, it has been so action packed I hardly know where to begin. We really wanted to see some of the mountains of Austria and today was the day. We left our comfortable camp site in Liezen at 07.30, and headed out of the town on the E651. After about three quarters of an hour the TomTom announced that there was a closed road (probably the same one that blocked our previous attempt to cross the Alps) on our route and it wanted to know if we would we like it to re calculate an alternative. Suddenly the journey shot up from a couple of hours to four and a half. To add to this there was a local hold up and we were directed off on a side road which took us way up into the mountains to the ski resorts Filzmoos an absolute gem of a place. We stopped and walked around and took some lovely pictures.

As we couldn't get to our preferred destination Mittersill we thought we would carry on along the same road but turn off for a look at Zell am See. It's a fairly large town on the banks of the Zeller See lake. Not a huge lake by any means and it was very difficult to see it properly as there is a railway track between the town and the lake. In the end we didn't stop, not because we didn't want to, but because they do not provide parking for camper vans. We turned the van around and went back in the same direction from whence we came. Shame really.

Sooooo, next we headed off on a route that we were planning to do tomorrow. It's a mountain pass and climb that we first did 14 years ago when we went to Austria with our friends John and Amanda. It starts not far from Zell am See and it's road number is the 107. As we approached the start of the climb we were surprised to find there was a toll to pay. €33 in fact. We toyed whether to go or not but in the end thought despite seeing it before its so beautiful we really should go. So along with countless cars, lorries, motor bikes and loads of cyclists we started the 2428m climb to the Fuscher Torl which has a memorial and an observation platform with the most amazing views of Grosglockner the tallest mountain in Austria. It was a lovely day blue skies but with clouds coming and going around the summit of the mountains.  

By the time we arrived poor Bertie was a bit hot under the collar and straining at the extra weight he is carrying. The road up was an incredible drive and at times quite a challenge. We stayed at our stop for an hour having our lunch and let the poor lad get his breath back and cool off all those hot break pads and the clutch.  The views really were spectacular and changing all the time with the sun going behind clouds casting shadows on the mountain sides. It realy was like you were on the top of the world looking down and seeing for ever. We had a stroll town the road to the memorial and took a few photographs for the cyclists who had battled their way up. I must say it was impressive how fit they still looked. Personally, I would be on my last legs and calling for a taxi.

After lunch we continued with the climb up to the highest point of 2504m at Hochtor (head of the Pass) where we went through a tunnel that marked the started our decent. Poor Bertie strained at the leash as we dropped and weaved our way down. I was unable to hold the van on a low gear and he just kept accelerating. I had no choice but to use the braks a lot more than I would have liked too, half way down we pulled over to give the braks a rest. The wheels were roasting hot, far too hot to touch so we put the coffee pot on and let the poor lad cool off. As it happens we couldn't have picked a nicer spot and really enjoyed our look at the spectacular views down a stunning valley.

After our break we set off again and within half an hour we at the bottom quite relieved I can tell you. One thing that is clear, Bertie needs to shed a few Kg's. By now it was getting on for 4pm and we tired and needed to find a camp site for the night. Unfortunately, nothing free here for us as we are in such a touristy area, we stopped at a place called Lienz which is on the opposite side of the mountain range from where we started this morning. It was a very pleasant site with showers, toilets, a bar and Internet (at a price - €1 gets you 30mins) mind you it should be for €31.50 for one night. I (jokingly) ribbed the owner about the cost of the Internet, so I think out of sympathy he gave me a complementary half hour. I think my comment about the Rolex watch on his wrist and Alfa Spider in the garage was the clincher.

The rest of the evening was spent looking into how we can lighten poor Bertie's burden.

Thursday 25 July 2013

The wonderful thing about traveling, as I have said before, it is so easy to be spontaneous and today was one such occasion. During the night we discussed all the things we could jettison if needed to lighten the load. Yesterday's experience highlighted to us the perils of driving Bertie in the mountains overloaded. We think we are probably 100kg overweight. 

The first thing we decided was not to carry so much water. Bertie has a carrying capacity of 120 litres of clean water so that's 120kg in weight. We also carry bottles of fresh water about 12 litres and a jerry can just in case 5 litres. It has always been my policy to fill the tanks to the brim just in case we have a run of campsites where there are no facilities but needs must so we are going to halve what we take that will save 68kg minimum. We always drain the grey tank before we move out so no savings there. 

Next on the list was the tool box. I pack a large tool box! That is to say I have a lot of tools. Far too many for the off chance that I will need them. I had already sorted out a set that should do for most eventualities so the rest including the box can go. I recon a saving of 55kg at least.

Next clothes, me again.....I brought too many clothes and some of them are very old including jeans and T's. Some went straight in the bin others went for saving and posting back to the UK. Petra looked through her entire wardrobe and found a lightweight dress and a pair of shoes! We scoured the cupboards and found all sorts of things like a spare gas bottle, and my fishing gear minus the rods which have disappeared, and my water colour painting stuff. I haven't used it over one year so it has to go.

In the morning we were looking into sending all this stuff by post to Caroline in Burton on Trent and pondering the cost to post it. We agreed it would be expensive. Petra came up with the idea of driving back to Antwerp and asking Greta and Luc to hold on to it till we return in March. It seemed mad but there were advantages, firstly we would see Greta and Luc again, second, it would be a great drive and third we could re plan our trip to include a bit more of France.

A quick text to Greta and in no time she came back with a plan. 3000km is a long way drive there and back and there is of course the question of the cost in fuel plus we are coming to the end of the month so need to watch the pennys. As it happened Greta and Luc's daughter's best friend lives in Austria (how about that?) we could drive to her house, off load anything wanted and they would kindly transport it to Brussels next time they visit there in September. Unbelievable, yet again Greta and Luc come to the rescue.

Veerle and her partner live in Bichlbach, Tirol. It is exactly 247km to the west from Lienz. We decided in an instant this was the best thing to do. A quick Skype with Greta and Luc firmed up the arrangements and within the hour we had dumped most of our water, paid for the site and we were off.

Firstly, we went to a big DIY shop and bought a couple of plastic creates for our stuff to store at  Veerle's house. We also did some food shopping at Lidl and filled up with fuel €139.9 per Litre.  We put the address in the TomTom which to my amazement it found no problem and we were off. It was now 10.30.

It would be impossible to describe to you all the 247 km of our journey but I will give the route for those interested. From Lienz we went on the 100 then into Italy onto the E66, popped onto the A22-E45-A13 to Innsbruck. Hang a left on the A12 come off the motorway at Telfs onto the 189 and follow the windy steep road to Bichlbach. Couldn't be easier.

The journey was incredibly, we never, not even once, left mountain valleys all the way. We went past lakes, small villages  with beautiful houses and churches with incredibly thin spires. So picturesque. At one time there was so much to see you just couldn't make up your mind which to turn. Particularly difficult when you are supposed to be looking at the road. It was such a pleasure to drive.

One point I must raise though, is it can be a bit hairy at times the Italian roads are not good and for such a main route to Innsbruck they are quite narrow in places. Lorries thunder past you at quite a speed and you have to wary of the mad Italian who speeds by in his Alfa and just manages to cut up in front of you before an artic lorry blasts his horn. Another shock in Italy was the price of fuel,€1.70 per litre. Wow that's quite a hit that would have added €18 onto the fuel bill from this morning. I think that's a lot for the same stuff from the same fuel company. Tuh! governments huh, what can you do!

We arrived at Bichlbach at 16.30 and met our kind hosts for the night. We off loaded our excess load to their safe keeping and we parked Bertie up un their garden. They are such nice people and they live in a very beautiful part of the world. From their garden we could see the tallest mountain in Germany the Zugspitze. Apparently there is a fantastic cable car trip you can take to the top, but at €33 its a bit steep (excuse the pun) for us. Besides Petra doesn't like the rattle of the car over the towers.

Friday 26 July 2013

We had a bit of a dilemma in deciding what to do today, we have found ourselves on totally the opposite side of Austria to that which we had intended. Normally this wouldn't faze us a jot as we would simply look at the map metaphorically stick a pin in it and go there. But, on the west side of Austria it ain't that simple. And besides, we really do want to go to Slavonia and Croatia and we have a month to go before we are due in Venice to collect Jo and Paul from the Airport.

Yesterday we had that great drive through Italy and we could head back on exactly the same route but in reverse. Great but it was very windy, hilly, and busy. Besides we would rather see pastures new if possible. Another alternative was to carry on in the same direction (west) to have a look at Lichtenstein but that would put us a further 250km away from where we want to be and in the wrong direction. We considered dropping down into Italy and doing a bit of touring there but that meant more mountains lakes and pretty villages. And as much as we have loved them it is time for a change of scenery. So what to do.....? 

In the end we looked at the map and decided where we would ideally have like to have been disregarding the diversion to Bichlach. Also, as today is Friday and it is our policy to rest up at the weekends if possible, we needed a site free if possible, for three days. We then looked at the available sites in Camperstop. It turned out our destination for the weekend was to be a small town still in Austria but on the Slovenian border called Ferlach, south of Klangerfurt. We then asked the TomTom for the route it recommended. and it came up with a surprising solution in a blink of an eye. 

What a clever little device it is. It decided to send us on a trip north a tad and in to Germany it then popped us onto the motorway heading towards Munich, we turned off at Bad Tolz (been there!) and joined another motorway the A8 to Salzburg, now heading South we joined the A10 to Villach. What a drive that was, we motored our way literally through mountain tunnels, too many to count some not even on the map, various lengths some 100's of metres others 6, 8 or even 10km in length. It was an extraordinary drive and one that needed quite a lot of concentration as some of the tunnels can be quite narrow and Bertie after all  is quite wide.

From Villach a quick shoot down the Klangenfurt on the E66 hang a left on the E652 and the TomTom had done its work. 437km and 6 hours at the wheel. We are at a very pleasant site on a river side location with all we need. So very happy that we have made the right decisions. 

So, had it all been worth it? We had noticed a significant difference in the handling of Bertie, more responsive and it did feel lighter to drive. We also had a significant increase in fuel economy recording our second highest KPL since we have had started. We have also re-evaluated what is essential and let go of quite a few things. We even had to let our pet dog 'Stripes' go, but it was all in a good cause. The garage is certainly more manageable and we also feel happy knowing we are below our legal limit.

Petra and Kevin would once again like to thank firstly Greta and Luc for arranging for our excess weight to be taken by Veerle and her partner. Apparently her father is taking the stuff to Antwerp as soon as next week so it will be waiting for us when we return to see Greta and Luc in March. And of course many many thanks to Veerle for stepping in to help us out and for allowing us to put Bertie in the garden for the night. Finally, a big thanks to Veerle's Dad for transporting it all that way for us. We are both knocked out by the kindness we have been shown and we are eternally grateful. x

Saturday 27, Sunday 28 and Monday 29 July 2013

We were determined to stay put for a few days at Felach. We were both tired from all the driving we had done this week. So for two whole days we didn't move from Bertie's side. We did our routine van cleaning, clothes washing, a bit of maintenance and took advantage of the plentiful supply of clear clean river water on our door step to clean the carpets which came up brilliantly. To think we nearly bought a new set in Isny!

It has been really hot. 35 to 40*c. The long campsite points due north down a tree lined tarmac road. The camper vans park either side of the road. In the morning the shady side is in the left and in the afternoon it is on the right. So unless you want to be fried you have to move the van from one side to the other when appropriate seeking the shade. The awning has come into its own this weekend and we would have been really miserable without it. When we get too hot we saunter down to the river and sit on a big rock with our feet in the mountain fresh fantastically cold water and splash it all over 'Harry'.

The solar shower has been very useful indeed we now have a constant supply of hot water for all our needs. We washed our clothes and shower in the river water you pay a lot of money for mountain fresh at Tesco! 

So, we have enjoyed our two days in and until the weather cools down or we fancy a change we are going to stay here. The weather in Slavonia and Croatia are hotter than here and we are a little worried about constant 40*c it is very draining. Mind you the tans are coming on a treat.

Tuesday 30 July 2013

My goodness it rained last night, it started as a shower that didn't even wet the road it was so hot. But then, the heavens opened on an off all night. As a consequence we both had a disturbed night. It was that sort of rain that not only comes down hard but also in huge globules. The sound of the rain on the top of the van was was enough to wake the dead.

When we woke up you would hardly know, the sun was out and the mountains surrounding us were covered in wispy clouds. It looked really beautiful. After a cup of tea we made ourselves ready and filled up the van with water etc and headed off. We have had a really nice time at Felech but we are ready to move on. Firstly, we pulled in at the local petrol station and used the free air to fill the tyres. No messing about with miles of hose and coin machines here, no each pump has a portable tyre pump that you take to the tyres, when it runs out of puff you simply replace it on the stand and it charges it back up again. Brilliant. 

We then set off with the general heading of east, but first we wanted to look at a lake we had been told about Worther See. It is the warmest lake in Austria. To take advantage of the views we first headed west so we could view the full length of the lake on its northern side. On the way we passed large fields of sunflowers in full bloom and eventually stopped for breakfast on the shaw of the lake looking across at the Maria Worth a 12th Century that sits on a promontory which extends far into the lake. 

We were amazed how busy the road was, not only with traffic but with cyclist and rollerbladers who can really skate fast. They really take fitness seriously in Austria, we have seen any number of people pop their €7000 bikes of the back of their vans and disappear all morning doing a 50km mountain climb. It make one feel very unfit I can tell you.

We carried on around the lake and through Klagenfurt but again found it difficult to find a place to park Bertie that made the city centre in easy reach. As it happened I think we both were keen to get out of the city, we have become used to the country side and that's where we feel most comfortable. Moving on, we came to a town called Volkermarkt which is near to the border of Slovenia which sits on the banks of a reservoir. We had a look around the small 13 century which had a charming spire and Romanesque portal (door) with 14 Century frescoes either side. We also weighted our selves in the local chemist. 

From their we made our way for the overnight stay at Bleiburg ready for crossing the border tomorrow. Not a lot to say about Bleiburg, it is a free campsite with no facilities, otherwise known as a car park. We were the only ones there sitting amidst the cars, It felt a bit odd but we were perfectly happy to stay the night. We had the afternoon looking around the shops and enjoying a large ice cream which gave me an ice cream headache. Nice.   

Tuesday 31 July 2013

We decided to get up really early today so we could spend the whole day in Bled. We actually were on the road by 06.30. The drive was lovely with the sun rising on the mountains. It gave them a relief you wouldn't normally see during the day and was well worth getting up for. We drove back along some of the route we did yesterday through many long tunnels and indeed one 8km long. 

We eventually arrived at a rest point on the Slovenian border and bought our vignette for the motorways this time it was €15 more expensive than Austria so we are expecting great things from the motorway network here. It was a nice but rather short drive, only 130km but we arrived in Bled as planned nice and early and would you believe it, got the last camping slot for Bertie. This site is not cheap and we expect to pay €30 for one night. 

It was also a bit of a shock to the system, last night we were n our own in a car park and in total solitude. Today we are really in with the crowd and it tells. At first we were a little disorientated and all these people about really disturbed me. I have to say I really hated it, it was like being a Butlin's on a bank holiday weekend. Not what we are used to at all.

We settled Bertie in pitch No1 our allocated slot and took a walk around the site. It had the lot, Tents, caravans, campers, glampers and back packers sleeping under carrier bags. It was impossible to to put a van tent or other anywhere it was so crowded. On reflection we were lucky we made the decision to come as early as we did. The site was too big to walk around so we gave it up and made our way back to Bertie.

One thing, we have actually met the first Brits we have seen on this site for  over a month. It was rather strange talking to them normally instead of some sort of disjointed Anglo/French/Spanish/German/Dutch and Belgique accent that we bumble by on.

Anyway, nothing for it in a time of crisis but to break out the Brompton Twins and find out what all the fuss is about with this 'Lake Bled'. It didn't take long and would have been considerably quicker if we could get past all the vehicles trying to get in and out of the front entrance. We now know where the toilets are.

The ride around the lake was fantastic and I have to admit well worth the cost and overcrowding. The lake is a beautiful blue and has a church on an island which at the front has a very long set of steps to get to the door. I tell you, you have really got to be devoted to go to this church, not only have you got to row yourself over to the island but you then have to climb a small mountain to get to it. Oh well each to their own, we if we chose, could have opted for the man standing on the back of his boat puntin' us across but we watched instead.

The town of Bled is not that big it is just filled with hotels, bars, restaurants, and casino's. we did not dwell long but long enough to get ourselves a couple of beech towels. Multi-coloured and bright, just like us at the moment......

We cycled all the way round the lake and had our lunch on a bench over looking the water and the church and the castle on the rock. Forgot to mention that... There is one and its very beautiful especially against the bounty in backdrop. Back at the camp, we fought our way back to Bertie and put the bikes away. Then we changed in to swimming gear and took the Beach towels out for their first outing. 

Just outside the site entrance is a green on the shaw of the lake and we found ourselves a nice spot in the sun and slowly basted ourselves all afternoon interspersed with a few dips in the warm waters of the lake. It should not be surprising that places like this at this time of the year would be crowded and we must expect it. I have a feeling it could get a lot worse and Venice could be a tad busy in August. Best brace yourselves for that Jo and Paul. 

This ones for Greta and Luc..

Isny Land

Wednesday 17 July 2013

Whilst we patiently wait for the Dethleffs grand tour tomorrow we thought we would spend the morning cycling around Isny. We set off at about 09.30 leaving the camp site down a long straight road with factorys on either side. Turned left at the top of the road and it was straight down to a roundabout. At the roundabout we found the Dethleffs showroom, it had just about all their range on show and we looked around the various Motorhomes with jaws wide open. They had some pretty spectacular eye candy I can tell you!

We actually spent quite a long time at Dethleffs, but in the end we headed off into Isny. Isny is a very nice town, modern with more than a splattering of older properties. Beautifully kept and adorned with flower arrangements. I guess it is a typical Bavarian working town, it had all the shops you would expect including many nice outdoor cafes. I think it's a place you could become very comfortable in. We liked it.

After lunch (back at Bertie) we made our way to McDonald's to try to update the blog. Unfortunately, as usual it was hopeless, too slow and complicated to get on in the first place. All we managed to do was download the text leaving the photos for another time. On the way back we couldn't help but pop into the Dethleffs showroom, just in case we missed something important. We hadn't!

Dinner was cooked in our new Romoska, ideal for when we are on electric hookup. We cooked outdoors using the external electric socket. Our Swiss neighbours were curious about our cooker. They were at Dethleffs to get a new water tank fitted as they found something oily in it causing a lot of damage. Not their own doing of course, a shame. We had pork chops with apricots, very nice.

That's it.

Thursday 18 July 2013

It was with great excitement that we awoke this morning, as today is the day we go on the tour of the Dethleffs factory here in Isny. It all kicked off at 09.30 at the 'Goods In' entrance. A very modern and very red high tech shed. There was about twenty or so of us mostly adults but a few poor kids with their rents. There were also two dogs carefully placed in their owners special back pack doggy bags. We were all given badges and after a bit of a chat in German the content of which meant nothing of course but, we knew that would be the case so fair enough.

We were taken across the car park, where the basic Fiat chassis are stored awaiting the commencement of the build and into the works canteen. We all sat down and on offer on the tables were pretzels and flasks of coffee. Unfortunately by the time we got to have our cups filled it was all gone. Someone did make a half hearted attempt to grab the attention of our host but it went unanswered. In the end we had a flask given from another table with the dregs in the bottom. I offered most of the contents to the lady opposite and Petra and I had a mouthful each. Mind you the pretzels were nice. 

Our host then did a Powerpoint lecture which again was in German so mostly went over our heads. By the looks of it, it was all about the history of the company and how many units it's made over the years. On the table was an earpiece receiver which we were supposed to put on. There seemed little point, what we did get out of the lecture was that there was no smoking, no touching, no phones and no photography. The latter being the major disappointment but it is a bit obvious really.

Once those in need were given the opportunity to have a comfort break, we were off to see how it's all done and what a treat it was. We started in the stores where we climbed some stairs to a dexian racking floor and saw row after row of bits and pieces all neatly organised into numbered isles. We saw loads of things that we recognised from the van and it was fun looking at how much stock they carry. From there we went to the cabinet making department and to the training school where boys who quite honestly looked only 10 were making real furniture out of real wood. Things like bedside cabinets and boxes. All the time our host was chatting away to the rest of the group but we didn't really mind. Yes, it would have been nice to be included but what can you do.

Next we walked around the department that made the panels for the vans a fascinating procedure of Computer controlled cutting machines making perfect cuts every time. The panel would then be laminated with ply and a dense foam added for insulation.  Off to another area where the external window and door holes were made and the interior finished wooden sheeting completed the sandwich construction.

We followed the process around the factory watching the vans' progress along the conveyer belts. It was fascinating to see what was a bog standard Fiat Ducatto chassis and cab turn into a luxury motorhome. At one stage we stopped for about 10 minuets and watched as the team put the roof on. It arrived from above them on a rail held up by suction. It was offered up, glued, sealed and stapled into place. Each man knew his job and it all happened with expert precision.

Enough, we had a fantastic time going around the factory and it brought home to us what a good van we own. We had no idea what effort and organisation it took to build one especially when you realise that each van is made to the customers individual requirements. And, so many components! Thousands of them each as important as the rest. It was rather sad when we emerged into the daylight and blistering sun where we had started and the tour came to a sudden end. I handed the badges and ear pieces  back to our host and thanked him saying I hadn't understood a word he had said. He didn't understand me either so touché. He gave us a Dethleffs  DVD, in German too! 

Outside it really was hot 31c, we made our way back to Bertie and we both agreed that he was looking his age compared to the brand spankers but, we like him dents an' all. A bit of lunch followed and once we had serviced the van we were off. We have had a great two days at Isny, we have had free showers, toilets, servicing facilities, camping for two nights, a look around the factory, time to admire the new vans, a sip of coffee and pretzels all completely free. We have even had a good look around Isny itself and sampled the Curry-worst and Frits after 30 years since the last time. Not bad really.

On the road, we were only traveling 34 km to the Lake Constance area and a town called Lindau. It is an island town approached by bridge that was a fishing settlement in Roman times. It has a 13 century lighthouse and a marble statue of a lion - the symbol of Lindau. 

We parked up at a car park outside a campsite for €10 which gave us the run of the campsite including showers and washing facilities that we took full advantage of in the evening. In the mean time it was out with the Brompton twins and we were off along the cycle tracks to Lindau town centre.

The ride in was flat if not a bit hot. It followed the railway line which we picked up straight from the car park it was about 4 km in all to the centre and harbour area. The town centre is typical of what we have come to expect, large buildings once belonging to the wealthy, now shops. Beautifully kept clean streets with a street cafe culture. A delight to be in. Not a single sign of a pound-land, costa, nail manicure or charity shop. No money lending, no trendy noisy wine bar just quiet civility, people minding their own business. We feel very safe here.

In the town square was a fine statue of Neptune and on a corner building a mighty fine statue of the Devil, hooves an' all. The Marina area is lovely a raised wall walkway which protects the boats contained within. At the end of the wall is the marble statue of the Lion and on the opposite wall to the entrance to harbour is the lighthouse. Looking out across the lake you could see in the distance the Alps peeping through the mist. It was a shame it wasn't a crystal clear day but it was soooooo hot. We stayed as long as we could bear but in the end cycled back into the relative shade of the towns streets. We liked Lindau it has a lot of character.

On the way back to Bertie we stopped off at a camping shop and bought a solar shower, three spare candles for our special night light and a high pressure hose for the Cadac gas BBQ. 

It's been a busy day and were were tired by bed time, we need to get up early tomorrow as we are going to King Ludwig's castle (Chitty Chitty Bang Bang) really looking forward to that.

Friday 19 July 2013

Schloss Neuschwanstein to give it its proper name is only one and a half hours away from Lindau, back in the direction we came in yesterday and the same again in distance. To take full advantage of the day we were up at 06.30 and on the road by 07.30. Not bad even by our standards. The weather was glorious and already warm, sunny and fresh as a daisy. It's going to be a good day today.

Schloss Neuschwanstein is set amidst magnificent mountain scenery high above the Forggensee, Alpsee and Schwanhigh. The fairy-tail castle was built in 1869-86 for the eccentric Bavarian King Ludwig II. He later met with a mysterious and sudden end as a good swimmer it was a surprise to find him floating face down in the local lake.

The castle is made out of pale grey limestone and draws from a variety of historical styles, some of them theatrical in my view. To approach the castle there is a steep 30 minute walk from the nearby village of Hohenschwangau. We parked Bertie in a big camper car park, locked and loaded the Jester (our rucksack) with food and drinks and set off on the climb. First we had to get our ticket and book in for the guided tour. €24 later we were on our way with an appointment set for 12.1 for a guided tour. The climb is steep and they do warn you of this. It is one mile from the town to the castle with a stop over half way for drinks, ice creams and little badges you can stick on your walking stick. 

After a hot climb it was good to arrive at the top and take a view of the castle still a little above us, it but it looms high above and is resplendent in its beautiful grey stone. There is a viewing platform nearby that takes advantage of the front elevation and also over the countryside in opposite direction that were quite simply breathtaking. As we had plenty of time to spare we walked around the castle to the famous bridge and the best view of the castle you can get without the aid of a helicopter.   

After a very pleasant walk back dodging the Chinese fluffy toy on an expanded aerial tour guide and their happy flock, we made our way back to the observation area and had an early lunch. 12.10 we were in the queue to go through the turn style. The tours go through every 10 minutes so if you miss your slot you have had it. No refund and No exchange. We had a tour guide who quite frankly might just as well have spoken in his mother tongue German, he had a really deep voice and with the echo of the room it was very difficult to understand. He did not give value for money so thank goodness we did some reading before we went in.

The castle is very dark and was never completely finished. When King Ludwig II the second was bumped off  found drowned in the lake the building work was stopped. What was finished was done to a very high standard and cost a fortune. Some say it was because of his extravagance that he had to go. Anyway there was certainly a cover up. 

There is a lot climbing to do in the castle and you begin with a steep climb up four floors of the tower into a very dark room that had elaborately painted walls. We went past the servants quarters which looked very comfortable and onto a succession of rooms belonging to the King. They all had a similar theme, painted walls, beautiful carvings on doors and furniture. The bedroom was something to see. Magnificent drapes and what a bed. The guide stated that it took 10 carpenters 10 months to build it. I can believe it. 

The King had a love of swans and they are everywhere in the wall decorations on the door handles and in the pottery. I have to confess it all looked a bit like a set from a Hollywood film and I think that was the intention. Ludwig loved Wagner and he tried to incorporate set designs into the design of the castle. At one stage after the bedroom we went into a stone cave. It was completely fabricated but looked quite genuine.

After saying goodbye to our guide who rushed off to collect his next herd of followers we had to go down several flights of stairs and two gift shops emerging with relief into the sunshine. It might have taken 40 minutes to get up but it only took 15 to get down. We found a short cut that took us straight to the car park. 

We really enjoyed our time at Schloss Neuschwanstein but to be honest for us it was the castle that was the star. The location is extraordinary and you can understand why the castle was built there. I would go to the castle again tomorrow but €24 to go in? No I would not, but of course you have to it, how else do you discover things. It is a tad over commercialised but it is well organised and 35 minutes inside was more than enough for us.

So, back at the van we set up the TomTom for Bad Tolz about 100km away to a nice looking site on the side of the river. The route was of course beautiful. Windy roads leading to small mountain villages nestling in rolling green meadows of lush green grass and wild flowers. Blue skys and white fluffy clouds followed us all the way. We arrived at Bad Tolz at about 15.30 and immediately got out the chairs and sat on the riverside watching the gin-clear water go by under the shade of the trees watching the youths having fun in the water and we relaxed.   

Saturday 20 July 2013

So now it's the weekend of the 4th week since we left the UK, and just over a year and two
months since we effectively became homeless to a life devoted to travel and enjoying ourselves.Time has flown by and we have done so much. We have travelled a fair way some 16,000km last year and 6000km this year alone. perhaps now is a good time for a moment of reflection. 

Those that read the blog will know that our first year was spent in 'Campy', our silver all tricked out Bilbo T5 conversion. We really loved that van but it was too small for winter travel and therefor not an all year round vehicle. Great for weekending, holidaying in but living in, as we do not want to rent for the winter again Campy was not for us. We really have no regrets whatsoever in going down that route however. As we did after all have a great first summer in Cornwall which we couldn't really do now and it confirmed to us we could settle into the full time camping lifestyle. Yes it cost us to swap the van to Bertie but we think was money well spent. Campy gave us the taster but we are cutting our teeth on Bertie. Each day, each camping place in each country we visit gives us more experience and the confidence to carry on.

Make no mistake we both love this life on the road and neither of us would rather be doing anything else right now. We feel the shackles of work that tied us down have been well and truly shattered and our eyes have been opened to other cultures and ways of life of our neighbouring countries. We like Europe a lot. It is a world apart from the UK and the complicated lives we chose for ourselves there politically, socially, and monetary. Out here in camper wonderland it really doesn't matter, we have no politics and very little money for that matter but we can put all to the problems of the world to back of our minds try to live within our means and get on with living our lives. It is liberating.

We have a policy of not making any proper plans where to go, yes we know we are meeting Josie and Paul in Venice in August and we are booked onto a campsites for the winter in Calpe Espania but, where we go in between we have no real idea. We love that, it makes life more spontaneous, like when we simply turn Bertie around in Holland to return to Belgium to see Greta and Luc. We wouldn't have missed that weekend for the world, it cemented a good friendship. We have our dinner at night and once washed up ground the beans, made the coffee and sat down to enjoy it with the one very special chocolate each we plan where to go tomorrow. Sometimes it's obvious sometimes not. We sometimes head off in the wrong direction and have probably missed loads of interesting or important places but, honestly it really doesn't matter. We hope to be doing his for many years to come so surely we will be back here again. Yes we could do with more money so we could eat out more and perhaps treat ourselves to excursions etc but what price freedom. It's a small price to pay. 

Have we changed? Yes we have we have both lost weight, Kev the most we are both a bit browner - a by product of the outdoor life. We are defiantly healthier, neither of us have been ill once. But most importantly we are relaxed, carry no stress and are happy with our lives and each others company. 

I  am writing this on my iPad sitting on the bank of a beautiful crystal clear river in the shade of a row sycamore trees. In the middle of the shallows is a long white shale bank shimmering with heat. That's where the brave languish in the full glare of the sun and the children jump in swept along by the current. on the opposite side of the river is a steep high embankment covered in trees. At one spot the land has given way and the trees lie at the bottom in a crumpled dying pile. Its just more fun for the kids to grab on to. We are completely surrounded by all nationalities, all that is except for British, we hardly ever see a UK plated vehicle in fact the last one we saw was a VW Golf on the Autobahn in north Germany. I have no idea why, it is so beautiful here in Bavaria, do the Brits just think of it as a winter destination? Surely not, so, where are they? 

As for today, we cycled in to the town of Bad Tolz today. It's only less than half a kilometre away and is a traditional Bavarian town situated on a hill with beautifully painted houses, buildings, shops and churches. After we looked around We sat in a street cafe under a large umbrella fending off people's interest in the Brompton twins and enjoying the moment. I can assure you life doesn't get any better and long may it continue.

Sunday 21 July 2013

What fantastic weather we are having, it has been 3 weeks of glorious weather and today is no exception. You can tell what the weather is doing without even getting out of bed. Above our bed is a small sky light, if it is black and wet it is raining (stay in bed), if it is grey it is going to rain (stay in bed), if it's white we could be in luck (get up) but if it is blue yippee sunshine all the way. It has been the latter for ages and we have come to expect it as a norm. Fantastic blue skies and hot days - now that's what it's all about.

Last night we went to bed quite tired. It was a bit warm and sticky but I can remember drifting off to the sound of a Bavarian band playing at a party not that far away. Their music is quite unique and easily recognisable, they even threw in a few yodel  lay hay's for good measure

This morning we were determined to go for a cycle ride down the river. We had seen on a local notice board that there was an attraction we wanted to look at. The river washes down from the mountain small boulders which locals collect together and make huge pyramids out of them. From the picture it looked like there was a few of them so why not take a look. We set off going against the flow of the river and soon left the town behind us. Now, according to the map the rocks were not that far away but we cycled and cycled and no rocks were found. We kept seeng signs for them but the distance seemed to be going up not down. Anyway after about 10km we gave up and came back. It really was no great hardship as the cycle was lovely, flat shady, cool and beautiful. Petra thought it was one of the best cycle rides she had ever been on. When we got back to the map we discovered the stones were in fact 22km away, too far for the Brompton twins. 

We were contemplating what to do next when we heard a marching band start up, we pushed our bikes up to the road above and the bridge over the river. Looking towards the town centre we visited yesterday we saw the band approaching. It was a quite a big band and they had some very interesting instruments. The front part consisted solely of drummers. Behind them were the flag bearers and behind them the 'old boys' with there rifles on there shoulders. They all looked very smart in their brown uniforms.

Following on from the uniforms came a horse drawn carriage with some important looking people in and after them all the locals in their traditional dress. They were all ages from young children to beautiful looking girls and handsome men through to the elder statesmen and women of the town all looking resplendent. We followed the parade to a small square where we did feel we were encroaching a bit. We asked a local what it was all in aid of, apparently it was to celebrate the 60 years of service the local Priest who had given to the community. How fitting. The finally was the 3 gun salute given by the 'old boys'. What a noise that was, everybody was laughing and really enjoying the moment, I thought the guns were de-commissioned and had no idea they would actually fire. They even had an officer in charge who yelled out the instruction to FIRE....

After all that excitement we rode our bikes to the part of the town not visited by the tourists and found a beautiful small lush green park overlooked by the town's Assembly rooms. A very grand looking building with a large curved front and a delightful summer house. The gardens were lawned with flower beds containing large brightly coloured flowers and a circular water feature with a fountain. We sat eating our lunch on a bench bathed in dappled light from the shade of the trees above. So there we sat content whilst the sound of traditional Bavarian music wafted our way.       

Returning to Bertie it was now really hot. Too hot to sit outside the van, it really is like a desert in the car park. Surprisingly cool in the van though. We spent the afternoon in the relative cool of the river bank under the protective shade of the trees.

Towards the end of the evening we were watching the water go by when three large inflatable easy chairs floated by. Obviously meant for the job they drifted with the flow trailing all the owners possessions around them in sealed floating containers. It was quite a site to see and looked like a lot of fun. One of the lads was warring a captains peaked cap. 

Bavarian surprise

Monday 15 July 2013

Up and at it this morning, and on the road by 09.00. We had been recommended a place to visit en-route to Bavaria by an Italian man we had met at the noisy Aire in Cochem. It was a fair drive away 265km but all motorway save the last 4km. It was a fairly uneventful drive other than a nasty smash up we saw on the opposite carriageway an artic lorry had piled into the back of one of those road maintenance vehicles with an array of lights on the back giving the direction to pass on. How on earth he missed the signal we will never know but the whole thing looked a mess with the maintenance vehicle on its side. Sobering!

So, we arrived at our destination 'Rothenburg ob der Tauber' at about 12.30 and had some lunch. The site is great, just a car park on the outskirts of town but in sight of the ancient town walls and its towers. It has a service point and even electricity. Yes it costs €10 but not bad for the location. 

As we were not so far from the town we decided the Brompton's could take the day off and we walked into town across the main road and into a small fort built into the wall on the East side of the town. We spent some time wondering around,  it was clear the building and the walls for hat matter have been renovated but is all in remarkable condition and so interesting. A labyrinth of passages and levels lead to gun emplacement and storage rooms. 

The book says, if you want to sample the atmosphere of the Middle Ages, visit Rothenburg and it is quite correct. It sits on the river Tauber and its origins go back to the 12th century. Little has changed in the town since the 16th century and the walls still surround the Gothic Cathedral and array of beautiful timbered gabled houses painted all manner of colours.

Walking around the town was a delight, they really have got the tourist trade sewn up and most of the shops are geared up for ways to extract your cash from you. The town and its streets were awash with Chinese and Americans, oh and a couple of happy Brits! The best shop of all was Kathe Wohlfahrt the biggest Christmas decoration's shop in the world.

The outside of the shop bears no reference to the size of the shop behind the rather normal looking facade! Although there was a bright red vintage type bus parked outside with masses of presents stacked on the top tempting the passer by in. To enter we went passed a counter and down a few steps and WAM full on Christmas. Tinsel town has nothing on this place. It was very well organised into themes of course and they had whole rooms devoted to a single colour or type of decoration. It went on and on and on until you thought you must have come to the end but no, it  opened up into a stairway and a view of a huge room with the biggest white Christmas tree I have ever seen. It was covered in thousands of baubles and lights.

Now, when we were in Brugge we went into the same company's outlet there and we saw a nutcracker soldier which we thought would be great for Christmas in lieu of a Christmas tree in Bertie. We didn't bring any decorations with us at all.. We didn't buy it then as it was a bit expensive and an extravagance . Well, they had the full range here and we got talking to a lady who talked to us about them and showed us what to look for. She recommended one which was of Bavarian King Ludwig II. He was very handsome in his blue uniform. As we intend to visit his Castle Schloss Neuschwanstein later this week it seemed wholly appropriate and. Nice memento so we had him. We also got a few other lovely contemporary decorations to brighten Bertie up over Christmas in Calpe.

The shop also sells fantastic Cuckoo clocks and not so fantastic Steins (you either love them or you hate them), all manner Christmas table wear and decorations. We had a lovely time despite it being near 30c outside.

After walking around the shops we made our way to the walls of the town and climbed the steep wooden stairs to the covered ramparts. It was great to walk along the rooftops of the town. It certainly gave us a good idea what it must have been like in medieval times. The town really have done an amazing job of renovating what they have and creating a worthy attraction.

By now it was nearing 16.30 and were really tired from our day. Nothing for it but 500ml of Pils for him and 330ml for her. I can tell you it was very welcome to sit in the shade of the umbrella sipping at the cool thirst quenching nectar. What a great day we have had, we are so lucky.

Tuesday 16 July 2013

Another longish drive 260km to the town of Isny. Now, Isny is where Dethleffs are made and therefor the place where Bertie was made. We have arranged to join a tour around the factory for Thursday morning. Unfortunately, the tour is in German but hey, at least we get to see how they are made.

On the way to Isny, we stopped off at another stunning walled town called Dinkelsbuhl. It boasts to be one of the best-preserved medieval urban complexes in Germany. The walls surround the town on four sides and has fantastically preserved towers along with gatehouses. Quite frankly the town was unspoilt original and idyllic.

Walking through the gate with tall tower the street ahead gently revealed itself and the row of subtle coloured tall wooden gabled houses. Walking down the street was a young couple arm in arm wearing traditional clothing. 'Got to get me some of them leather shorts'! The strange thing though was it all seemed rather quiet and most of the shops were closed. Turning the bend we neared the town centre and square. We saw a party of Chinese tourists being shepherded around and thought one of them had a megaphone because the commentary was so loud. We thought it was rather rude and inconsiderate. To our embarrassment it had nothing to do with them and further into the square there was a crowd of people listening to the opening address of the local mayor opening the town's festival. 

We watched for a while whilst young girls swirled around in formation they looked very beautiful in their summer coloured dresses. It was nice to see and the people were clearly enjoying it. Beer can be drunk at all times of the day on festival days and despite it only being 09.30 several were. Good for them. We left them to it and carried on on our walk around the town and made our way to the town wall on the opposite side of the gate we entered the town in. We then followed the wall around keeping the wall to the right, seeing some of the most beautiful views of this special town. Hopefully the pictures do it justice.

The remainder of the journey was uneventful other than the change in the landscape. As soon as we jumped off the motorway it was clear that we had had a shift and there were how hills and lush green fields, forests and what looked like the mountains peeping above the horizon. What a gorgeous drive that last 20 or so km was.

We arrived at the Dethleffs free campsite at about 2 O'clock and plugged in Bertie to the free electrics. They even have showers and toilets so we will be here for three nights for sure. The rest of the afternoon was spent having a siesta and keeping out of the heat of the day, well into the 30's but surprisingly cool in Bertie. 'bless him'. 

A little funny,

Kevin - 'Do we need Lidl'?
Petra - 'Yes, we have no Banana's'
Kevin - 'Did you really just say that'?

Ausfhart in German means exit off a motorway, it is not a name of a very large town?

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