Arrival at the Rhein!

After three nights at the Youth Hostel (thoroughly enjoyable, made all the more so by the manager who was like a mother to us all) we said a sad farewell to Monschau. We took a bus up the steep hill to Imgenbroich to collect the bike, with bottom brackets and gears serviced for a very […]

Puffing Billy comes to a halt

For the uninitiated, let me explain: all around the world, old railway lines are being asphalted and turned into bike paths, affectionately known as ‘rail trails’. The most wonderful thing about rail trails is their grade (rarely more than 2%), closely followed by being traffic free. If there’s a rail trail, we’ll ride it. And […]