Friday morning, I completed some major web work. Then Friday afternoon, I wrapped up filing and paying my taxes. So much for the planning of taking the whole weekend to do these things. So, as if I had nothing better to do on a Saturday, I rode in the sun, for cake, with the lovely Miss Peichi.
In fact, it was a short 35-kilometer ride, gone medium. It was Peichi’s longest ride yet at 65 kilometers.
In riding from Schloßberg to Windshausen, Germany along the Inn levee hard pack, while nice, left me wanting more visually. Once Peichi and I finished up our Inn side break, we decided to stop rattling our bikes and facing the headwind and moved onto riding a local road. Little did we know, we were only a few hundred meters from Austria.
Those last meters were the end of nice and begun awesome, Austrian style. Smooth roads, calm hill climbs, birds chirping, flowers blooming, freshly manuared fields, paved biking trails, proper signage, more friendly cyclists, end of the headwind, faster pace and most importantly, the sign that we’re almost to Kufstein.
After making it into Kufstein, we road along the Inn a little further, to see what’s there. Our solidly good stop of the day was meeting Waltraud and Johann of Rad n Tat bikeshop. They were very welcoming with glasses of water, information about Kufstein, friendly shopping and places to ride.
While our first recommended choice for lunch, north of town, up a HILL, as the boss said it, turned out to be closed for the season, we were able to find some good Greecian fare for under 20 € including beer at the cinema. There’s a M-Pries market on the ground floor if you want deli instead.
After lunch, we explored the grocery stores for Italian goods and junk food. Finally, the cake, raspberry cream for her and hazelnut & alocohol for me. With the cake safely packed in the panniers, we turned north and for the ride back.
Within a kilometer of being back in Germany, the very straightforward asphalt bike trail became hardpack again. So after some luck, we found a wandering paved bike path that sometimes, paralleled a road.
As we had the energy and a half-hour wait, we left Keifersfelden train station and pushed onto Oberaudorf’s. There, we caught the Rosenheim bound train to save us 20 kilometers of evening cycling.
At the end of the day, we were only slightly sore and tired from the 65-kilometers of riding, in under 4 hours with around 400 meters of climbing. We’re looking forward to cycling to Kufstein again, but will stick to the paved bike paths next time.
In the meantime, our next long ride will be to Truanstein next for cake and tea. Want to come along? Write us.
