

No beard and his hair cut to about 3mm plus even more muscles. He does a lot of training now in addition to lifting things in his part-time job. It was great to see him and catch up on news as he tucked into a substantial supper. Next morning we took a regional train to Eberswalde. This is a town north of Berlin and famous for producing sausages.
We met the rest of the Gang there and toasted the event in an appropriate liquid form. Yes, a drop of water from Ireland. Onto the bikes and off. Uli had organised the day and the tour took us west along a canal to Finowfurt. On the way we had our first stop. I had coffee to wake me up and a few others had something else. See photo above.


Larissa and husband H-D were waiting for us in the large garden of their house. See photo. There we relaxed with liquid refreshments and grilled as it got dark. We moved to circle an open fire in the garden as we talked, had a few more drinks and sang traditional folk songs. 'The Birnbaum' was very popular and I sang one verse!
Time to go home. Sad to say goodbye to our generous hosts. We cycled to a nearby S-Bahn and settled into the journey to our respective homes. I got home at 11.40pm and reflected on a day I didn't want to end. I also had the words of Falk in my ears that I should buy an electro-bike for our next long tour. I'll think about it :-))
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