And on the 7th day..the heavens finally opened up on me...This was my worst day today..the rain started 2 hours into my journey and the climbs through the Schwarzwald were Killa Kella's..Stopped and had a good breakfast all you can eat and some more and when i got going again it seemed i could never get out.....When i did finally get out, and just about to enter Switzerland, flying down ze mountain at 30mph, my back wheel locked on all of a sudden..i was all over the shot and somehow stayed on (libra)..the woman in the car behind pulled over, you should have seen her face..she muttered something i got the jist....the problem then begun.
The stupid rain cover on my pannier (i really do hate pannier's) had got caught in the brake disc and she was not moving. I paced my skidmark 47 feet, metres whatever (mental).
For over an hour my head was bamboozled i just could not sort ze problem....and all this time this lovely old lady kept checking on me,speaking in german and i in english trying to find the solution...i had her bringing me more screwdrivers and knive's but to no avail...i got to understand that her next door neighbour was mechanic...so on the door i knocked..What a Great man Kurt was, no english again, and he devoted an hour and a half of his time, he just took over and would not finish till it was right,to see me of again. Dankeschon Kurt...i am so grateful.
Still a bit of daylight left, rush of to Schaffhausen...find a lovely campsite by the Rhine, pitch up in the dark for the 3rd night running, power up,cheeky one, internet and King Ming hot shower.zzzzzzzz x
