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Beautiful, easy-to-drive route.

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Well-paved 3 m wide cycle path.

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Very cyclist friendly city.

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The Havel Cycle Path isn't a cycle path. It's a promise. To open spaces. To light. To slowness. Those who entrust themselves to it between Schmergow and Deetz are served a picture-perfect slice of Brandenburg: smooth as a board, empty as a promise, beautiful as a Sunday. To the right, Lake Trebelsee glitters, to the left, horses stretch out on lush green pastures. In between, you glide along on a finely paved path – so straight, so serene that even your thoughts eventually start rolling. Every now and then, a rider, a herd of goats, or a boat on the Havel. Everything seems to be moving, but nothing is in a hurry. If you want, you can stop. There are plenty of reasons: viewpoints, rest areas, swimming spots. Or the small café in Schmergow, where the ice cream tastes of forest and summer, and the potato soup tastes like home. And if you run out of courage or the desire, the train station in Groß Kreutz or Götz is less than ten minutes away. But most of the time, you don't want to leave. Because it's quiet here. And peaceful. And beautiful. And because you know: the next sunset over the Havel is sure to come.

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The Havel isn't a river that boasts – it tells a story. In gentle curves, in quiet bays, in interplay with reeds, herons, and those tiny moments when you disappear as a person and reappear as part of the landscape. The cycle path doesn't follow it, it accompanies it. Past Prussian heritage whispering between the treetops, past disused brickworks that give more space to the wind than to stone. And then this water: sometimes vibrating silvery, sometimes rough against the west wind – always there, always unique. Those who cycle here don't just pedal, but also enter a gently meandering in-between world where even thoughts are allowed to change direction.

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Between reeds and shadows, the Havel winds through the landscape like a sleepy tale. The air is still, only the beating of a pair of swans briefly ripples the surface. Green upon green: the path, the water, the forest. A gentle canal, almost overgrown with algae, flows alongside the bike path – a picture painted by a patient nature lover. Those who cycle here cycle slowly. Because the path demands it. Because their eyes are occupied. And because they don't want to disturb anyone – neither the silence nor the swans.

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nice side road, good surface

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beautiful side road through the forest, good surface

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