August 27, 2021
To Mesenich
We’re down for breakfast at first call this morning, after being awakened sometime earlier by church bells just outside our window. We take our seats next to a solitary diner who soon opens up a conversation with us that continues through most of the meal. John is very engaging and interesting and we feel an immediate connection with him - he’s interested in travel himself and he and his wife seen a lot of the world in his years. He’s British, lives now in southeast Ireland, and in the past lived here in Bernkastel for about ten years. He’s a very youthful 75, just about three months older than me. I didn’t register at the time that he must have just had his birthday. If you read this John, happy birthday!
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We don’t have the gorgeous weather today that we saw yesterday, but it’s fine enough. Partly overcast, dry, cool, somewhat windier than yesterday. The critical word in that forecast of course is dry. We’re quite happy to continue our streak of good weather and fortune for another day.
Today’s ride surprises us, coming right after yesterday’s beautiful cruise through the vineyards. It surprises us by being if anything even better, which we wouldn’t have thought possible. For one thing it’s a fine ride for the entire distance whereas yesterday we had those merely above average first miles from Trier to factor in. The main thing though is that the terrain has become more dramatic as we move downriver. The bends in the river seem tighter and the slopes higher and shearer. And, all in all it feels less tame and heavily traveled. Maybe it’s because it’s a greyer day, or maybe the added distance from Trier makes it less accessible for day trippers. Whatever the reasons, it’s a brilliant ride.
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Looking at this photo again though, I’m disappointed. If I’d gotten the timing just a bit better it looks like this could have been a fine selfie.
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You wonder how they pick the grapes, on the steep hills of the Mosel banks. Lellman translates, in old German, to Hill Man. They all have one leg shorter than the other, so walking on a hillside comes natural. Fortunately, through selective breeding, our legs are now almost equal in length.
Keep peddling, Bruce will soon be back in the saddle too.
Mark Lellman
ps next time in Minneapolis....
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He didn’t mention the interesting fact that your people evolved with one leg shorter than the other, but it fits.
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Looking back on the day now though I feel some regrets. I wish we’d locked up the bikes here and followed those walkers up to the top of the ridge to Marienburg, a former convent with a thousand years of history. I’m sure Marienburg itself must be fascinating, but look where it s hands! The view feom there of the Mosel doubling back on itself must be astonishing.
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There are so many brilliant looking places along the river here, but somehow I booked us into a tiny, pretty uninteresting one. I don’t remember now why we ended up in Mesenich - maybe it seemed like just the right distance for breaking up the ride, or maybe the lodging in beautiful Bellstein just around the next bend looked too expensive. The B&B we’re staying at is fine enough and had a decent restaurant nearby; but I’d probably look elsewhere.
Ride stats today: 41 miles, 800’; for the tour: 556 miles, 14,200’
Today's ride: 41 miles (66 km)
Total: 557 miles (896 km)
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Cheers,
Scott
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