Hallo ihr lieben Outdoor und Fahrrad-Reisende. Ich bin Angela, eine Transfrau und habe die 50 überschritten. Mit leib und Seele habe ich meine Leidenschaft Fahrrad Fahren. Dies hat mich schon durchs ganze Leben begleitet. Ich war früher auch einige Jahre Fahrradkurier/in, in Zürich und Luzern.
Meine Fahrradausrüstung ( Siehe Ausrüstung ) ist mein ein und alles. Wenn ich auf Tour bin, dann fühle ich mich so richtig Frei und unbeschwert. Ich liebe die Natur sehr.
Hello all outdoor and bicycle travelers. I'm Angela, a trans woman and I've passed 50. My body and soul are passionate about cycling. This has accompanied me through my whole life. I used to be a bicycle courier for several years in Zurich and Lucerne.
My bike equipment (see equipment) is my everything. When I'm on tour, I feel really free and carefree. I love nature very much.
Southern Black Forest Cycle Route 2020
From Bülach along the Rhine on the German side to just after Bad Säckingen
Sat July 20, 2019, Wesselburenerkoog
Today is a mixed day. The weather is cloudy, is within limits. I felt there was something in the air. I didn't know what exactly at the time. It was nice to sleep in the camper. After noon I went to the dam and the sea. I took some pictures at the beach. I had a slightly melancholy mood, but that was good for me. The weather was also gloomy, but still a good mood. To be by the sea like that, I could let my thoughts run free. My ADHD was also noticeable because I had parallel thoughts. For those who don't know what's going on, you have to imagine that like 2 films are placed next to each other. On top of that, it's like jumping from one topic to another and back again. So it is difficult for other people in those moments when I would tell.
The thoughts turned to emigrating, what am I doing here, why am I on this path, feelings of home that I somehow feel here in order to have to leave. Should I stay here for the rest of the week or not leave tomorrow. No, stay here with Andrea or not? I feel torn What should I do. I just don't have an answer, but as confusing as it sounds, I was enjoying the moment with all my thoughts.
The Blitznacht in the film is a compilation. The total time that was filmed was about half an hour of the lightning and I only show a part of the filmed lightning here. There were allegedly over 120,000 lightning bolts during the night. I only saw a fraction of it from the trailer. At that moment I was really happy not to have to spend the night in a tent. During the weather flash insert it was very quiet. You really couldn't hear anything, no thunder, it came later.
Sun July 21, 2019, Wesselburenerkoog
The day after. After getting up, I first opened the door of the trailer. I peeked out eagerly to see what to expect. I was almost disappointed to see that everything was still OK. The neighbors also came out of their mobile home with awning. with them it was dampened by the heavy rain in the awning.
It was still quite windy. I checked my bike and trailer. Since I always had a rain cover for my bike, I was pleasantly surprised that the bike was still more or less dry. Only a puddle has formed. Most of it was still covered. The touring trailer with its waterproof bag and its material also survived it well. Nothing reminded me of the storm night except that everything was wet. While preparing breakfast, I heard the news on the radio. There must have been a heavy ram through Germany (later after my long journey at home I saw a documentary about the storm and what it had done, really heavy). That must have done tremendously. The day itself was quiet too. I went for a walk along the dike. It was a little cloudy and the mood was strange, but good.
Mon July 22, 2019, Wesselburenerkoog
Today I was fine. Of course, again with a lot of thought in mind. Sat a lot with Andrea and friends or helped her with her work. In the afternoon Andrea and I drove to the neighboring village to do some shopping. She still needed groceries. We are then still buying clothes, I a fleece jacket and a T-shirt. On the way back I also informed her that it would start again tomorrow. Yes, the good time with her came to an end. But we'll see each other again. In the evening I cooked something nice. Then I packed up my things so that I had little to do tomorrow. Another walk in the evening and enjoyed the sunset on the dike!
Tue 23 July 2019
Now the day of parting has come. I had packed up together and pushed my long trailer to the front of the entrance. Andrea was already ready. Saying goodbye was difficult for me, but it made it easier for me because we had had something to drink together before leaving and were fooling around with it. The farewell was very warm.
Well, I had to go now, whether I wanted to or not. A few kilometers later it was only half as wild. The weather was fantastic. I enjoyed every minute and the day or my journey should never end. The thought of too good to be true.
It was just wonderful to look out over the sea. But I was also looking forward to Brunsbüttel to see the woman from the campsite again.
Review: After some time, about an hour, I passed the parking lot, where last year I just found a shelter at a small house at the last second. Then it started to rain heavily, but only for about an hour. Unfortunately, this is no longer available. But the memory is nice (see video). During that time I had real buttocks pain because I kept my normal underwear on the first day before (slept in Hamburg on the Elbe and couldn't change). That's why my backside got infected at the hem of my underwear and that's how I met Andrea in Wesselburenerkoog. Actually wanted to drive on towards Husum, what a fate.
The day was nice and ... some would say you always see the same thing. No, it was nice the way it was.
Then came the moment of fate. About 6 km before Brunsbüttel ... I had a flat tire in the back. Why, couldn't it wait or happen sooner? What did I do ... well, no problem. Pack everything up, turn the bike around, take out the rear wheel, change the hose, “tinker everything back together”, unpack and go on.
When I arrived at the Brunsbüttel campsite, which was just behind the dike, the woman from last year recognized me again. So beautiful. I was setting up my tent when a young couple pitched the tent next to me. Hello or hello? No, Grüezi. Mir chömed vo de Schwiz (Switzerland). Hey so beautiful, and where are you going? Where are you chömed from? It's nice that you have failed.
Yes, Swiss dialect, a throat disease. But we talked a little, then she and I cooked too. I then saw that they had no handle for the hot pans and I had one left over. So I gave them one: “That’s really nice, vo deer, dange. Fractions really nümme? "
It's nice to be able to do something good for someone. After dinner I took a shower and then over the dike to the sea, where I took photos of it and of the sheep. So I let the evening end.