クラインマハノーでののおすすめグラベルライド

Between Katteweg and Am Waldhaus, the Königsweg has now been "converted" into a bicycle street (typical Berlin, so simply painted on)

Beatiful streak in the forest. I even met a fawn!

In 1906, the Teltow Canal opened after only six years of construction. It was intended to relieve the inner-city Spree River of heavy shipping traffic. A bridge was built over the canal for the Potsdam Main Railway. In April 1945, during the troop withdrawal at the end of World War II, the Teltow Canal Bridge was blown up by German troops and never rebuilt. A double-track bridge is to be built at the same location as part of the reactivation project i2030. More information is available at https://www.i2030.de/suedwest/.

Before the rerouting, the A115 motorway ran west of Dreilinden. At this point, the motorway turned south toward the Teltow Canal. In doing so, it crossed the Potsdam Main Railway line (https://www.i2030.de/suedwest/). The old railway bridge is still preserved and a popular hiking destination. Also clearly visible is the crash barrier, which was intended to protect the central bridge pier from collisions with trucks. As part of the planning for its reopening, the question of whether the bridge is still needed is being considered.

Before the rerouting, the A115 motorway ran west of Dreilinden. At this point, the motorway turned south toward the Teltow Canal. In doing so, it crossed the Potsdam Main Railway line (https://www.i2030.de/suedwest/). The old railway bridge is still preserved and a popular cycling and hiking destination. Also clearly visible is the crash barrier, which was intended to protect the central bridge pier from collisions with trucks. As part of the planning for its reopening, the question of whether the bridge is still needed is being considered.

Sand as far as the eye can see. Fine, light, slightly dusty sand that lifts in the wind and settles between the spokes. The bicycles are scattered across the water, as if someone had dumped a giant game of Mikado over the Havel. Those who land here aren't there by chance. It's far on foot, impossible by car – the place belongs to those who cycle or hike their way there. And then it lies there, this strip between water and forest. A large, wonderfully unfinished beach, where the Havel sometimes appears tame, then rough again, depending on the mood of the boats. When a recreational boater thunders past in his Bayliner, the water laps up to the ceiling of the picnic blanket, bringing a certain sense of fairness into the game – even the sun loungers should get some exercise. The people here are as mixed as the light through the trees: with clothes, without clothes, with Bluetooth speakers, without anything. Some read, others talk, most are silent. Perhaps because they know that in a place like this, you don't need to say much. It's enough to be there. Between trees and sand, between water and wind. And that's a lot.

Nice and fast connection from the southeast to the city center. Unfortunately, a bit noisy due to the highway.

Always nice to stop here but everything is still under construction