I'm waiting for them in a small town right now, hoping they don't get lost and miss it. They just will have finished some of the first climbing of the trip. Their Garmin designed route didn't come in a more detailed version so I'm playing games trying to identify streets based on their turn by turn directions and the gps in the car. I'm not a fan of em to be honest, but my old school approach doesn't work as well here.
(at the end of the day, he returns)
So yeah that was awesome how it worked out that I was right on their route today and met them with water and snacks. We've planned two stops for tomorrow's 100 miles to Geneva, attempting the same thing but planning them ahead instead of mucking about on the road. Today was their first dose of climbing and I think it would be accurate to describe it as shorter but steeper. But the big stuff starts day after tomorrow, so complaints from today will be surely multiply.
Bern is amazing! It is on the bend in a river, and the bedrock is so hard that the river has cut a pretty steep channel around the city. And the bikes... They are everywhere. Like ants on an anthill! The busses and trams share the road very well, but it's hell for drivers. Quite possibly one of the most nerve wracking driving experiences of my life. The city is beautiful in the "old European city" way, but for me I keep coming back to the bikes. A mix of old and new, road and mountain and city, carrying states of repair and even some fixie kids. Like in Paris, the readily accessible and functional public transport, combined with the high population density and the difficulty of driving here (before you add in the 10,000+ cyclists, trams and busses) makes the proliferation of bikes make sense; if you build it they will come, right?
With tomorrow planned and my apologies said in advance for future snoring, I'm heading to bed. Hope none of them take me to the courts in Geneva tomorrow for my snoring being a crime against humanity or the Geneva Convention...
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