Friday April 10th 2015 Blankenese-Hamburg 32 km

Prachtig weer. Lekkere reuk, bloeitijd Beautifull weather, blossom time, good smells

Landschapsindruk Impression of landscape                           Eindelijk vakwerk met witse ( twijgen) en leem  finally log timbered house just like

my own house

Begroeide grafheuvels uit bronstijd? aan horizon Grave mounds from bronze age              Na de hazenjacht. Tosca houdt zich prima Tosca feels great after chasing a hare

Landschapsindruk! Impression of landscape?                         Bewijs van aankomst in gemeente Hamburg Proof of arrival in Hamburg community

Mooie, voorname, historische hoeves Nice, important, historic farm houses    Hoeves, soms met mooie poort Beautifull porche in front of the farmhouse

 

Veer vaart niet, want eb Ferry waits for hours because of low tide         Wachten op het veer waiting for the tide change

Infrastruktureren in afwachting van het veer “infatructuring” while awaiting the ferry           Tosca verbaast zich over de getijden Tosca astonished about the tides

Aankomst met het veer in Blankenese-Hamburg Ferry approaching Hamburg-Blankenese at North side of Elbe

Strand langs de Elbe Beach of the Elbe river                                        Hamburgs Elbestrand Hamburg’s Elbe beach

Camping Elbe campCamping Elbe camp                                             image Tosca guarding our tents

De camping                                                                                Voor het avondmaal nog wat computeren Infrastructuring before diner, with Noel

 

Bij gebrek aan pony Leon maar ff op het alternatief. Beter dan op dat schaap eergisteren The alternative of pony Leon. Better than a sheep, like the day before yesterday

Tableau de la troupe in Hollenstedt at 7 a.m. I seemed to miss the bag of the i-pad. Back to the Turk last night. The door was open. Sind Sie geöffnet? Nein! I think I left the bag of my i-pad here yesterday. Nothing found. But after another good look of course they found it. “Eikel” (asshole). 

During breakfast we discussed each other’s snoring behavior. A few of us told us confidentially about the snoring behavior of the spouse at home. As a solution, the others offer him to teach her one or two nights not to snore. My dogs teletact is at their disposal.
It promises to become a beautiful day. While I still have some pictures to add to yesterdays blog, Noël and Lee already leave, in order to look for a new shelter for next night. I stow some lunch stuff in my pockets, and follow their example.
It walked so easily with this nice weather. Even took some pictures of some beautiful farms. A photo of Tosca hare hunting, some photographed burial mounds from the Bronze Age, some shots of scenery and of the road and when I came near the ferry across the Elbe. Everywhere there were  canals with boats stuck in the mud. Did they close the locks? No water. I  took a lot of time, because Noel had told me that the ferry left every hour, so I was not bound by time. A little while before reaching the ferry I meet a yellow-brown tanned, graying elderly youngster, equipped with a backpack. I asked him what time the ferry leaves? He reacted with a lot of scolding that damn German infrastructure. The next few hours no ferry, as it is low tide. Maybe another ferry a few km. upstream. For haevens sake, we ‘re not going to walk up and down the river Elbe, trying to find another ferry. We’re not mad.

Reminds me of that young male cat, that, strolling while full moon, comes upon a pond. It sees there two large males chasing a cat around the pond. What are you doing? We are going to fuck that cat. Can I join? O.K. After 20 min said the young male, I fuck one more round, and then I go home. Well, the gray man (me) and the young German,  do not intend to do the same thing along the Elbe. Maybe he does. In passing, he told me, that he was 55, stopped working after 40 y. Honest labor, only 600 E per month retirement. His view was very bad because of retinal problems, did everything on foot and did not want me to take a picture of him. O.K., I won’t. Along the way no other contacts, except for a very brief one: A lanky boy nearly drove me down the bike path from behind. I said amazed, “Hey!” Ich hab 2 x geklingelt (I rang my bell twice), he said in passing. Because of the wind and maybe anyway, I didn’t hear him. My adrenaline cocentration was rising. As a student I did boxing for a couple of years. Those reflexes presented themselves briefly, but fortunately the young superman was  already far away.
I alighted at a Rostbratwurst place called Elbblick Grill, along the road, near the now dry anchorage of the ferry. Working at my blog, on draft, because of course no wifi here; answered some text messages on my cell phone, look how much I am ahead on my schedule and do all the work that I otherwise would have to do tonight. Noël SMSes to me, that we are going camping in Blankenese. O.K. with me.

 

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