리처 호수 주변 최고의 교통량 없는 자전거 라이딩 코스

Perfect coffee stop for road cyclists: coffee, cakes, muffins, etc. of great quality, right by the Jahrhundertbrücke (Centennial Bridge) with a view of the Havel River, both inside the pavilion and outside. I gladly accept the cobblestone approach for this.

We recommend taking the cycle path to the left towards Nahmitz, as the straight path ends after 50 m and you have to use a busy road. The route through Nahmitz is a maximum of 300 m longer, on protected cycle paths or on the road within the town.

After years without any visible progress, a successful exhibition facility was built in 2015 and 2016 in the heart of Schenkenberg on the site of the former telegraph station, a lasting landmark for the entire town. Indispensable for this were the highly dedicated instigator Wolfgang Groch and a large number of selfless volunteers who lent their hands intensively and donated substantial sums of money.

Some places are like silent saviors. Standing by the roadside, almost incidentally, it's the repair station. A small tool cathedral with inner tubes, air pumps, Allen keys, and hexagon sockets. And next to it: the rest area by the water. A wooden roof, two benches, birdsong. Anyone taking a break here is either plagued by a flat tire – or blessed with a sense of essentials. Because there's no better way to stage peace: tools for the tires, space for the mind. And the Havel River rushes by as if it were just passing through. Anyone sitting here is mending more than just inner tubes. They're mending themselves a little bit.

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.

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.

A narrow, muddy path leads to the shore of Lake Netzen. Here you will find a sunbed and usually few people.

Good idea! Air pump broken though.