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+ | Until Tromlitz I took the same way we already used to get to the point on [[2011-08-23_50_11|2011-08-23]]. There I've chosen the northern way, while on 2011-08-23 we passed today’s point on the southern way – what would have been the better variant even for today – but this I will learn only when leaving the point. For the moment it didn’t look to bad. It was the typical “last 500 meters before the point” path. I had a nice view to the farm where we were almost eaten by a dog on 2011-08-23. (“almost eaten” in this case means we heard a baying dog in the darkness - maybe Juja remembers.) Some meters later a sheep group beside the path looked at me as if they would say: “What are you doing here? Here is nothing, you could be interested in.” Looks like. they don’t know anything about hashpoints, poor sheep. | ||
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+ | After passing the sheep, I parked my bike at a tree and walked the last meters across the meadow to the patch of trees, where the point was situated. I took the usual photos and went back to the bike, from where I continued the circle I had planed. Now came the time, where it turned out, that the southern path would have been the better choice. A last cute bunny hopped across the path and then a large mud puddle blocked my way – the first one in a long list of mud puddles. After some meters I felt like being in a swamp. Only the horse flies were missing. | ||
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+ | After leaving the swampy path, the rest of the way back home was like normal biking – without crazy point hunting. Still one last impression came out of a open car window in the Neugasse (a one way street, where cyclists are allowed to drive in opposite direction): “blah blah bike blah blah wrong direction blah blah blah”. And then the noise was fading out … | ||
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Revision as of 13:23, 12 July 2012
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Location
In a patch of trees beside a meadow near Tromlitz
Participants
- Jens and Räbe
Expedition
Why not collect 2 points in one week? I know, this sounds crazy, but others did it before me.
Until Tromlitz I took the same way we already used to get to the point on 2011-08-23. There I've chosen the northern way, while on 2011-08-23 we passed today’s point on the southern way – what would have been the better variant even for today – but this I will learn only when leaving the point. For the moment it didn’t look to bad. It was the typical “last 500 meters before the point” path. I had a nice view to the farm where we were almost eaten by a dog on 2011-08-23. (“almost eaten” in this case means we heard a baying dog in the darkness - maybe Juja remembers.) Some meters later a sheep group beside the path looked at me as if they would say: “What are you doing here? Here is nothing, you could be interested in.” Looks like. they don’t know anything about hashpoints, poor sheep.
After passing the sheep, I parked my bike at a tree and walked the last meters across the meadow to the patch of trees, where the point was situated. I took the usual photos and went back to the bike, from where I continued the circle I had planed. Now came the time, where it turned out, that the southern path would have been the better choice. A last cute bunny hopped across the path and then a large mud puddle blocked my way – the first one in a long list of mud puddles. After some meters I felt like being in a swamp. Only the horse flies were missing.
After leaving the swampy path, the rest of the way back home was like normal biking – without crazy point hunting. Still one last impression came out of a open car window in the Neugasse (a one way street, where cyclists are allowed to drive in opposite direction): “blah blah bike blah blah wrong direction blah blah blah”. And then the noise was fading out …