day 19 - august 23rd

the day i'd been waiting for since june! i met the bike guy at the tourist info shop before it opened, and we got in his car to drive to the bike place, which turned out to be literally across the street from where i'd stayed that night. but i can't blame him for wanting to bring me there personally; it was a warehouse, under active construction. anyway, he showed me my bike, ran through the list of things i was supposed to have (map holder, panniers, pump), and within about 5 minutes he was off to another job, i was outside the closed shop with my bike, and completely on my own. anyway, the bike was perfect, the panniers were tiny but luckily i didn't have much stuff, he gave me a bottle of water before which it hadn't occurred to me to get any, and i felt - very incongruously - that i was setting off on a rafting trip!


anyway, i suppose the similarities aren't entirely missing: on my own for 5 days, largely in silence and in nature, navigating by map, and all that. of course, it didn't occur to me until the end of the 2nd day that perhaps i ought to stop by a grocery store and get some trail snacks and more water ...

i started out on the prague-vienna greenways system, which really is more a system of trails than a trail. i was exceedingly grateful for my excellent system map, though it was only in german and czech, which included a regular map as well as an elevation map. the paths were also very well marked, and on these signs you can see all the different symbols for all the different paths that crossed here:

a lot of the paths looked like this. this is actually an access road for the farm plots on either side (here growing sunflowers), partly paved. i saw 4-5 other cyclists and no cars today.


shortly outside mikulov, from the trail, looking back at the castle.
the cyclotourists are becoming big business for these little towns, most of which have at least one restaurant and one penzion.
most of the day i spent crossing farmland and then small forests. the temperature was perfect - overcast and cool - but it threatened rain all day, and there was a nasty headwind. at least it was flat.


i was in moravia, white wine country, and there were little vineyards everywhere.

english was rare, except on stop signs, where these were standard:
more sunflowers
and this pretty little road, paved and cool and blocking the windeven by bike in farm country, a lost and lone shoe:

i was following route 48 to hranice
making hay
pretty sunflowers
part of the route took me on secondary highways, which looked like this

and where there were the tiniest churches ever

on parts that were actually paths, there were frequent interpretive signs and maps of the area, though mostly only in czech

where i stopped for lunch, with austrian cylcotourists, and where the proprietor pronounced english "catastrophe!" but where his wife made me a fantastic lunch of spicy meatballs (civapcici), and where i had a half liter of beer for 8 crowns.
i made my way into znojmo for the night just before it started to rain, and found a beautiful new traveller's hostel with a gorgeous view. i actually took this photo from the main church, but it was exactly the same view as from the kitchen table, which was literally straight down below the wall. (it finally made sense to me that the hostel website says it is "directly below The Church of st.Mikulas!" and gives a GPS location rather than an address.)



the church was beautiful
with the most interesting pulpit everand an organ i would have liked to hear


the view of the railroad bridge, the other direction
the church from below, with its terraced gardens, and just behind that yellow construction paper on the front house is the hostel
the church from the other side of town
a pretty little shop

in honor of my college

high culture
a typical street scene
mmmm.
the square.fair trade is everywhere
another beautiful room
at the hostel, i met an interesting couple from sonoma who'd been traveling for a year. they pointed me to the local hippie vegetarian restaurant, with an AMAZING huge menu in english (including a section for "very cold meals" - ie, ice cream), where i made new friends, a couple my age from sydney, who'd cycled 4000 km from verona and were headed to berlin. she'd just finished her sociology ph.d. they told me that today was by far the worst day they'd spent on the road, with the headwind, which reassured me (though didn't set me up with the right expectations of the next day). and i got to check my email from the hostel, so i went to bed a happy camper.