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After I tried the screw on the holder of the new lamp (what a nice gift), I was in the best mood to explore the Plön district on the old bike. Open the door and I was greeted stormily; I only know that from my fur nose😁 But where to? First via Fiefbergen to the Baltic coast. Wonderful, almost no one

It would be nice😁 The acquaintance with a dazzling asphalt cowboy ended in free flight paired with a triple Lutz in an Olympic-style design. The posture grades were really impressive, I would think. I didn't confess it, but I rolled it off nobly. The only downer: the pants torn, the knee open and the

Damp iron through the Barkauer Land. Rush hour on Veloroute 10 and arrived in a good mood at the office. Kiel makes you mobile. Even in these dreary times. Very commendable. There was a free musician on top. Great, and now warm up for the return trip😁👋👋



Damn what was I out early. Hardly any traffic, no deer crossing, just changing wind conditions. They brought at least a few noises into the fallow ear canals. So the tour has to gain some pep mentally. If nothing crawls and flies, then a catchy tune has to help.



So with a bit of thought in your head

It's a bit gaga. For 25

km Baltic Sea feeling, 50 km twilight / darkness with a shot of stiff breeze accepted. You have to keep a little madness, otherwise life would be monotonous. And if I didn't have such sausage fingers, I would certainly have managed to take a few photos of a herd of fallow deer

time is rushing past me Soon Nikolaus will be at the door and will give the starting signal for culinary excesses. The preparations for the Kiel Christmas market are also almost complete. From 11/22 let's go The mulled wine calls in the dirty weather. I have to be patient a little longer. My colleague

The end of the day was great. A little sun enriched with one to one moon. Nice play of light. For that alone it is worth switching to the bike. Herds of fallow deer were everywhere in the fields. Visible only through my mega-funzel. Terrific. In the darkness an eagle owl crowed a song of death. Otto

... or scratches a hole in the money bag, or, or or ... I didn't get through the suspender course between Schlesen and Tökendorf without a mistake. It's just November and the lanes can no longer be seen for the leaves. In contrast to this faux pas, some strokes of fate are much more serious. So it's

What a fog. After all, most drivers do not have the high beam on in these visibility conditions. Isn't that something? But that I couldn't even see the lights of the state capital in the distance, I haven't seen that for a long time. It was just a drive through a long, long dark tunnel. Nothing to hear

The start into November was good. On the way back there was no cloud in the sky😋 and the sun said goodbye with soft pink stripes on the horizon. Unfortunately, things are very energetic. For a few pictures outside the city, I had to move the crank a third faster. Still rushed fully into the darkness