Day 5: Half Day July 5,2015
Bergen to Brome 29 miles
After the rain storm last night, the tent was a little wet..actually only a little because of our quick thinking last night, putting the tent on the front porch of the unused cabin. So we packed up from Adventure Camping with a slightly damp tent and headed off towards Brome. We wanted to take a half day to rest from yesterday, so we are only traveling 29 miles today. It was clear and cool with a slight drizzle in the morning. We barreled through a murder of crows on a downhill to Andrea's delight. As we sped down hill they crescendoed into the sky like a flapping black wave, loud and beautiful. We passed through many small villages and saw more border posts and evidence of where the East met West, or better, where the East tried very hard not to meet the west. We finished our half day just as the temperature began to rise. We tried one pension(guest house) that wasn't open but the owner directed us to another a litter farther into town. We stayed at the Pension Jurgen after a bit of German/English miscommunication. The owners are a very kind older couple and their daughter (who entered the conversation a bit later) spoke English. We finally got our room and laid out the tent to dry on their immaculate lawn. They even had a huge set of clothes lines so we planned on doing laundry and drying it in the hot sun. As we were organizing our bikes and things, two cyclists rode up. We had seen them on the trail and they had seen us. They turned out to be a father and son team who are cycling the border as well. Philip spoke spectacular English and his father Berndt had many great stories to tell. As we were getting acquainted another potential guest came in, a over heated and over excited French man walked in begging for a DVD player. With his wild curly hair and French tinged english we were all s but taken aback. But his story was unique as well. He was following the same path as a movie about the border by Wim Winder called King of the Road, photographing important places in the film to show how they had changed. The owners' daughter came to the rescue again with a DVD player so the French man could study his film again. Philip, Berndt, Bruce, and I all got talking and ordered Chinese food that was delicious! As we ate in the open air porch at the back of the guest house the temperature dropped and the wind picked up... The thunderstorm that hit about an hour later was incredibly strong. The winds knocked down trees and debris flew around. The lightening was stunning but what was even better was the cold! We all went to bed with full bellies and cool breezes to help us fall asleep. Breakfast at 7 tomorrow!
The World is Ours.
Day 5: Half Day July 5,2015
Bergen to Brome 29 miles
After the rain storm last night, the tent was a little wet..actually only a little because of our quick thinking last night, putting the tent on the front porch of the unused cabin. So we packed up from Adventure Camping with a slightly damp tent and headed off towards Brome. We wanted to take a half day to rest from yesterday, so we are only traveling 29 miles today. It was clear and cool with a slight drizzle in the morning. We barreled through a murder of crows on a downhill to Andrea's delight. As we sped down hill they crescendoed into the sky like a flapping black wave, loud and beautiful. We passed through many small villages and saw more border posts and evidence of where the East met West, or better, where the East tried very hard not to meet the west. We finished our half day just as the temperature began to rise. We tried one pension(guest house) that wasn't open but the owner directed us to another a litter farther into town. We stayed at the Pension Jurgen after a bit of German/English miscommunication. The owners are a very kind older couple and their daughter (who entered the conversation a bit later) spoke English. We finally got our room and laid out the tent to dry on their immaculate lawn. They even had a huge set of clothes lines so we planned on doing laundry and drying it in the hot sun. As we were organizing our bikes and things, two cyclists rode up. We had seen them on the trail and they had seen us. They turned out to be a father and son team who are cycling the border as well. Philip spoke spectacular English and his father Berndt had many great stories to tell. As we were getting acquainted another potential guest came in, a over heated and over excited French man walked in begging for a DVD player. With his wild curly hair and French tinged english we were all s but taken aback. But his story was unique as well. He was following the same path as a movie about the border by Wim Winder called King of the Road, photographing important places in the film to show how they had changed. The owners' daughter came to the rescue again with a DVD player so the French man could study his film again. Philip, Berndt, Bruce, and I all got talking and ordered Chinese food that was delicious! As we ate in the open air porch at the back of the guest house the temperature dropped and the wind picked up... The thunderstorm that hit about an hour later was incredibly strong. The winds knocked down trees and debris flew around. The lightening was stunning but what was even better was the cold! We all went to bed with full bellies and cool breezes to help us fall asleep. Breakfast at 7 tomorrow!
The World is Ours.
Day 5: Half Day July 5,2015
Bergen to Brome 29 miles
After the rain storm last night, the tent was a little wet..actually only a little because of our quick thinking last night, putting the tent on the front porch of the unused cabin. So we packed up from Adventure Camping with a slightly damp tent and headed off towards Brome. We wanted to take a half day to rest from yesterday, so we are only traveling 29 miles today. It was clear and cool with a slight drizzle in the morning. We barreled through a murder of crows on a downhill to Andrea's delight. As we sped down hill they crescendoed into the sky like a flapping black wave, loud and beautiful. We passed through many small villages and saw more border posts and evidence of where the East met West, or better, where the East tried very hard not to meet the west. We finished our half day just as the temperature began to rise. We tried one pension(guest house) that wasn't open but the owner directed us to another a litter farther into town. We stayed at the Pension Jurgen after a bit of German/English miscommunication. The owners are a very kind older couple and their daughter (who entered the conversation a bit later) spoke English. We finally got our room and laid out the tent to dry on their immaculate lawn. They even had a huge set of clothes lines so we planned on doing laundry and drying it in the hot sun. As we were organizing our bikes and things, two cyclists rode up. We had seen them on the trail and they had seen us. They turned out to be a father and son team who are cycling the border as well. Philip spoke spectacular English and his father Berndt had many great stories to tell. As we were getting acquainted another potential guest came in, a over heated and over excited French man walked in begging for a DVD player. With his wild curly hair and French tinged english we were all s but taken aback. But his story was unique as well. He was following the same path as a movie about the border by Wim Winder called King of the Road, photographing important places in the film to show how they had changed. The owners' daughter came to the rescue again with a DVD player so the French man could study his film again. Philip, Berndt, Bruce, and I all got talking and ordered Chinese food that was delicious! As we ate in the open air porch at the back of the guest house the temperature dropped and the wind picked up... The thunderstorm that hit about an hour later was incredibly strong. The winds knocked down trees and debris flew around. The lightening was stunning but what was even better was the cold! We all went to bed with full bellies and cool breezes to help us fall asleep. Breakfast at 7 tomorrow!
The World is Ours.
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