Day 4: Wewelsburg - Zell/Mosel, 359 km

Made it cross the Rhine. Ever since the romans, the divider between the barbaric north-east and the latin south-west. No pics though. Found myself on a freeway without parking lots.
I have not had a feeling of going upwards anything, but today brpught some serious downhill experiences. Very strange. First a marvellous road 480 between Winterberg and Bad Beurleburg. 30 km downwards and all twists and bends. And german hütte.

Typical village. Very scenic.

Then into Moseltal and a rather twisty 3 km  12% slope, in the middle of which was a warning sign for sharp curves...

Hometown of the Schwarzer Katz.

This is great bike-riding, but oh does it take time. The 359 km of the day summed up to some 7,5 hours in the saddle. Arrived at Zell and managed to miss the camping, although I've been here before.

Tent and owner has been here before. Not so the bike.

Newly engaged coffee drinkers.

No problem though, found newly engaged Bianca and Jens, who very kindly bought me a cup of coffee and pointed me in the right direction.
Settling into routines now and always try to take a walk before getting to bed. Need to stretch a bit.  This time I found myself in a Zeller streetparty. All wine from here I guess...

Good wine, sold cheap.

Plan for tomorrow is to pass into France via Luxemburg and on to Chartres (which quite far, so possibly some campsite this side of Paris).
Finally, although I've written it before. So far lucky with wi-fi. I do not promise daily updates of the blog.