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LissaB and Ostbelgien went cycling
July 13, 2025
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LissaB and Ostbelgien went cycling
July 12, 2025
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July 23, 2025
It's hard to leave our cozy campsite, but we're looking forward to seeing more of the route, and the sun is shining! The first village we encounter is called "Champagne," and we admire some villas reminiscent of small castles. The landscape is hilly, but not steep, and the views are enchanting. We don
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LissaB and Ostbelgien went cycling
July 11, 2025
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July 23, 2025
After a late start (after 10 years of bikepacking, I still haven't learned to start packing on time... oops!), we zip from our front door to Aachen train station. From here, it's only a short kilometer to the start of the Vennbahn in Rothe Erde. We roll out of the bustling city and almost immediately
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Nas-Raddine Touhami and Ostbelgien went mountain biking
May 11, 2025
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May 19, 2025
We start the day with remarkably good legs. The wellness and the extensive breakfast have clearly done their job. Today seems easier on paper, but we know: in the Ardennes you can sometimes be disappointed. Nobody said that the Stoneman is easy, so we are happy to take on that challenge.
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Nas-Raddine Touhami and Ostbelgien went mountain biking
May 10, 2025
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May 19, 2025
The sun is just rising as we leave Büllingen. After a short run-up on asphalt, we immediately dive into the forest. The first trail winds through the pines, strewn with roots and stones. We immediately get into the flow, what a treat!
The first few kilometres roll by smoothly. Maybe a little too smoothly
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July 23, 2025
It's much colder than yesterday, and a brief rain shower forces us to pack our tent wet, but we don't stay cold for long. A short, steep climb takes us out of the valley. Raspberries grow to our left and right along the small, quiet roads. It's Sunday morning, and the villages we pass through are deserted
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