{"id":104895,"date":"2015-04-02T20:47:21","date_gmt":"2015-04-02T19:47:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ponyanddogtrip.com\/?p=104895"},"modified":"2021-12-01T13:01:13","modified_gmt":"2021-12-01T12:01:13","slug":"april-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ponyanddogtrip.nl\/en\/april-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Thursday April 2nd 2015. Waldroden 30 km"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"De\u00a0My\u00a0landlord loves fishing<\/p>\n

\"Net\u00a0Just like all over Spain people here also play cards<\/p>\n

\"Oude<\/a>Old sheep barn, restored by the community<\/p>\n

\"Vlak<\/a>flat country with many woods<\/p>\n

\"Onprettig<\/a>walking along the road is not safe<\/p>\n

\"En<\/a><\/p>\n

\"Soms<\/a>Sometimes paths in the woods, muddy. Tosca can run free.<\/p>\n

\"Soms<\/a>\u00a0Sometimes quiet bycicle roads<\/p>\n

\"Vandaag<\/a>\u00a0Today 15 km along busy roads. Walks fast. Opportunity to teach Tosca not to bark to passing cars<\/p>\n

\"De\u00a0Side of the road, white of hail<\/p>\n

\"Tosca<\/a>\u00a0Tosca covered with hail pearls<\/p>\n

\"Ook<\/a>River Aller inundating<\/p>\n

\"image\"<\/a><\/p>\n

So, there we go again today. <\/span>Begin of the second part of my trip. <\/span>Because I’m about half way: about 3700 km. <\/span>Obviously I do not stop. <\/span>Just kidding! Yesterday w<\/span>as April 1st. <\/span>Throughout the day, highly variable weather: pelting hail, gentle sun, sometimes rain. <\/span>The first 15 km. <\/span>I could let Tosca\u00a0run free,\u00a0and she really did.\u00a0After my first 15 km Tosca had finished her first 30 km already<\/span>. <\/span>But\u00a0my second 15 km. <\/span>was constantly on the bike path along a not\u00a0very quiet road.\u00a0 W<\/span>itnessing the spot of an accident makes me still more careful. <\/span>See picture. <\/span>Tosca has a habit of barking to and running after passing cars. That s<\/span>cares me and also the drivers. <\/span>Along such a busy road, I\u00a0get a beautifull chance to\u00a0teach her not to do so. <\/span>Each\u00a0chance should be taken. <\/span>Coincidence exists less than you think and happiness you have to force a little bit. <\/span>So I happen to be lucky\u00a0that I found\u00a0a cooperative horse and a good dog\u00a0just before I left. <\/span>Luck and chance?
\n<\/span>Walroden is a nice town. Q<\/span>uite\u00a0some houses are declared a monument. <\/span>There is a tourist information and everything around is touted. <\/span>We are at the edge of the L\u00fcneburg heaths, as far as I know one of Germany’s largest moorland areas. <\/span>I see a lot of forests.
\n<\/span>Arrived at my guesthouse, Hannover, Lange str. <\/span>5, Tosca\u00a0may be taken into the room, though I’m not very enthusiastic about that, because often she jumps on the beds or destroys sheets etc. <\/span>But Tosca lies down\u00a0and does not move anymore, while I write down my story on the I-pad. <\/span>OK. <\/span>than. <\/span>This afternoon I\u00a0had a good snack for a few euros and now I’m looking\u00a0for something similar\u00a0 for tonight. <\/span>One year of junk food is unhealthy but for just one year it won’t harm, I assume.
\n<\/span>Without a horse, hardly anyone adresses me <\/span>Not that that’s bad, but it just is remarkable. <\/span>With a horse all this would be completely impossible and I could also not get along as quick. <\/span>So I’m not sorry for my decision to leave Leon home. <\/span>Furthermore, I do not have much to report. <\/span>Tomorrow 24 km. <\/span>walk to Soltau. <\/span>Then 5 hours on the train to Aachen, towards home.
\nAt <\/span>Soltau\u00a0I’ll reach the E1 trail. <\/span>That is the major North-South route crossing Europe from Southern Italy to Cape North\u00a0in Norway. <\/span>The signaling of this track\u00a0was supposed to be finished\u00a0last year. <\/span>I’m curious. <\/span>E-1\u00a0passes all\u00a0of Sweden, while I will take a different track, through Norway because that country is daughter Marieke’s new homeland. <\/span>But through\u00a0Norway is hundreds of kilometers more<\/span>.
\n<\/span>Now it’s bedtime. <\/span>I ate at a Greek who was not Greek, but Kosovariaan (no lizard so) for less than 10 E\u00a0my tummy completely stuffed
\n<\/span>Forgot to say that regional TV-station Omroep Krijtland devoted\u00a0a 17 min. long reportage to Mama Alice of \u00a0Frederique Kallen and to my journey. Not bad.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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