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.
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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.
Northern Germany 2018
YouTube Tour German:
https://youtu.be/CHmxObzTQUY
This trip is my first big trip since 1988. I spontaneously came up with the idea of going on a bike trip one year earlier. At the time, I didn't know where to go. First it was time to find out what I needed and to purchase the touring material such as bike, tent and equipment. Gradually the material came together. The difficulty was that I had no experience of long tours by bike. So it happened that I bought one or the other that I couldn't use after all or turned out to be unwieldy. Since I didn't have that much money available, I bought one or the other such as a bicycle, trailer, etc. The day of my departure was getting closer and I soon knew that I wanted to start from Berlin. The planned tour should lead from Berlin to Rostock, Flensburg, then along the Danish border to the other side to the North Sea and down to Hamburg. That was planned.
Shortly before leaving, I did a test pack. And I made up my mind to stop smoking when I started my trip.
A few days earlier I went to the ticket counter to cancel the ticket to Berlin. I realized that I should have booked much earlier. There was no longer a train to Berlin. After a long search, the clerk at the counter managed to buy a ticket to Hamburg, but not in the direct route Basel - Hamburg. No, I had to go via Schaffhausen to Singen, Villingen Schwenningen, Karlsruhe. Only then did it go straight to Hamburg.
Then the day of departure came. And as planned, I stopped smoking that day. I waited for the train to get on, which was fine up to then.
I had to change trains several times. There were train shifts, which meant I had to change personnel and delays. I also now experienced what it means to travel with a bicycle and a trailer. It was not easy to load bikes, luggage and trailers after Karlsruhe. I was all the more relieved when I was on the train. People helped me with this too. Yes, and at 11:15 p.m. I should then arrive in Hamburg, should. It was 12:30 a.m. by the time I got there. Then look for the youth hostel, which turned out not to be too difficult. But unfortunately the storage room for the bicycles was completely overcrowded in the meantime. What to do, I didn't want to leave my bike and trailer outside. So I decided to go down to the Elbe and spend the night there somewhere. What made me think and also sad, these many homeless people. There were also some in Zurich, but you hardly ever saw them. Here in Hamburg it was obvious. In every niche there was a person, so sad.
When I got to the Elbe, I made myself comfortable, enjoyed the moment and then soon fell asleep.
What a beautiful morning. I woke up with sunshine. I enjoyed sunbathing, then got up and packed up. Actually, I should now put on my touring pants. But things went badly here. I would find an opportunity to change clothes. So first go off with the normal pants and underwear.
First the path led me along the Elbe. A lovely sight of the river. I forgot more and more that I should change my underwear. Later that afternoon I passed a signpost, St. Margarethen. So funny, in eastern Switzerland there was also a St. Margreten, written a little differently. At first I wanted to look for accommodation there, but everything was closed. So I decided to continue to Brunsbüttel, where there was a campsite. I also noticed that the hem of my underwear was starting to hurt in my back. Maybe I would have better changed on the way. Oh, it wasn't that bad. In Brunsbüttel I first had to ask where the campsite was. At a gas station I got myself something to eat and drink. Then I came to the campsite and was warmly welcomed. It was a simple place, but with everything you needed. You could take a shower, etc. So I pitched my tent, took a shower and then I cooked something. Then I went to the dike, watched the ship traffic and let the evening come to me.
I slept well. Was a bit strange because I had never done it like this before. Still, I enjoyed it a lot. The day was wonderfully sunny again. I said goodbye and then drove off. It was fascinating for me to see the many wind turbines. I didn't know it like that before. I noticed that I have a slight pain in my buttocks, where yesterday the normal underwear ran along the hem. But it went well, I was wearing my touring underwear. That would go away. It was wonderful to drive along the dike and I felt free. Around noon it got cooler and cumulus clouds appeared in the sky. But it was still nice. In the afternoon it got darker and darker, a breeze came up. In addition, my back hurt more and more, where the seam of normal laundry ran along. I must have caught a slight inflammation after all. After Büsum I followed the bike path along the dike on the sea side. Then the path was closed because of construction work. Hmm, I didn't see anything, so continue along the bike path, about 2 km. It was better to follow the signs, because suddenly there was no more bike path and construction work. Shit, so turn back again and against the wind.
Then follow the diversion towards Westerdeichstrich. And then I saw black clouds behind me. Shit, hopefully the weather will last. Just before I got to a large parking lot, it started to rain slightly. I turned off, looked for something where I could stand and was lucky, there was a little house with a canopy. So quickly underneath. At exactly the right moment. It started to lightning and thunder, heavy rain and wind. It was really comfortable to stand underneath, what luck.
As quickly as the storm came, it went again. After half an hour the ghost was over and I could drive on again. The sun slowly came back and with it the pain on my buttocks. My goal would have been Husum, but at some point it was no longer possible. I stood on the bike more than sat on the saddle. Then I passed a campsite, immediately turned off and into the area.
A man came up to me and I said, I have to come under here, my "ass" is inflamed. He said the boss is coming soon. Well, she came up with, "Are you the one where the ass hurts" and laughed. I had to grin too. But that spreads quickly here. We understood and right away, Dan I moved into my place and set up the tent. I was invited to your drink right away. Simply likeable. I stayed here for the next 3 days so the inflammation could heal.
