I was going to write this last night but had to sleep instead. After lobbing into Salzburg on a public holiday and not being able to find food, the weekend worked out a treat.
The three hour wait in Frankfurt to catch a 45 minute flight to Salzburg was balanced by the uncrowded terminal in Salzburg, no queues at customs or immigration (that was all done in Frankfurt on our arrival into the EU) and a taxi big enough to carry all our gear that we walked right onto.
20 minutes to our new home, a little farting around to find the key and we were in.
We spent the next few hours walking around town trying to convince ourselves that the next supermarket would be open. But we found a bike maintenance depot - out in the open - with tools and a pump attached. Anyone can roll up on their bike and use the tools, which are on cables or bolted down.
We eventually found a shop in a nearby servo for some bread for Kim some cheese to go with some potatoes we found at a middle eastern shop.
Sunday our heavy legs (from sitting on the plane) took us for a run - up the river for Kim and down the river for me. Home, bike down to the markets to check out the town, great Thai feed for lunch then back on the bike to go check out the first lake east - Fuschlsee.
20 ks away and a quality bike track all the way. The garmin struggled to find a way out of town - and then back. When its on bike it doesn't want to go near a road with cars, so next time out it will be a car.
Fabulous scenery and great roads once we got to the lake.
The trip back was mostly on road. From the lake it went up for about 2ks - great road but steep. But the ride down into the next valley was so much fun I was laughing on the way down. Even Kim had her brakes off for fair bit - long sweeping corners on smooth hotmix meant close to 80kph a couple of times. When we stopped to get our bearings it was coffee time again.
Cruisy ride back to town where we were able to pick up some bacon(ish) meat and some rice cakes to spice up the potatoes for dinner.
Downs of jet lag and lack of food were well balance by the ups of a good workout, tasty lunch and a ride that was as good as any in France a couple of years ago.
The three hour wait in Frankfurt to catch a 45 minute flight to Salzburg was balanced by the uncrowded terminal in Salzburg, no queues at customs or immigration (that was all done in Frankfurt on our arrival into the EU) and a taxi big enough to carry all our gear that we walked right onto.
We spent the next few hours walking around town trying to convince ourselves that the next supermarket would be open. But we found a bike maintenance depot - out in the open - with tools and a pump attached. Anyone can roll up on their bike and use the tools, which are on cables or bolted down.
We eventually found a shop in a nearby servo for some bread for Kim some cheese to go with some potatoes we found at a middle eastern shop.
Sunday our heavy legs (from sitting on the plane) took us for a run - up the river for Kim and down the river for me. Home, bike down to the markets to check out the town, great Thai feed for lunch then back on the bike to go check out the first lake east - Fuschlsee.
20 ks away and a quality bike track all the way. The garmin struggled to find a way out of town - and then back. When its on bike it doesn't want to go near a road with cars, so next time out it will be a car.
Fabulous scenery and great roads once we got to the lake.
The trip back was mostly on road. From the lake it went up for about 2ks - great road but steep. But the ride down into the next valley was so much fun I was laughing on the way down. Even Kim had her brakes off for fair bit - long sweeping corners on smooth hotmix meant close to 80kph a couple of times. When we stopped to get our bearings it was coffee time again.
Cruisy ride back to town where we were able to pick up some bacon(ish) meat and some rice cakes to spice up the potatoes for dinner.
Downs of jet lag and lack of food were well balance by the ups of a good workout, tasty lunch and a ride that was as good as any in France a couple of years ago.
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