DAY 3: Überlingen to Lindau (41 miles)
Day 3 of biking began with another great breakfast. The food was delish at the Park Hotel dining room high above Überlingen. The view from the terrace was still fantastic this morning, but as was becoming the norm, there was not much time to relax. We wanted a good look at the city because of yesterday’s 6:00 pm arrival, so we took off right after eating
As we began our descent down the hill that seemed like Mount Everest last night, we stopped to look at our map of the city. A friendly older gentleman (about 70 - ha!) also on a bike, asked where we were trying to go. When we told him we wanted to explore the waterfront a bit, he offered to lead us down there on the route he takes. So after following our gliding guide down some steep streets and many turns, we waved a “thank you” and then spent a little time near the lakeshore.
Überlingen is a beautiful city. And as you will see, spring had sprung. Every town we went through was going crazy with flowers.
Frühstücksraum im ParkHotel, Überlingen
Lakeside promenade, Überlingen
I think I might like to stay at the Hotel Seegarten next time.
Karen pretending she belongs to one of the Vespas
Quirky and amusing fountain art abounds in this part of Germany.
A few section of the trail are not paved, but they’re pretty smooth.
Clay courts + lake view = dream come true for Karen
Meersburg, Germany
The Zeppelin Museum (The one and only, I’m Guessing???) is in Friedrichshafen
This little guy has his hands full of Zeppelin.
Where’s the defibrillator in this town!?? (Oh, I see, it’s right over there.)
Karen has a way of finding the party wherever we go. These happy gals celebrating a bride-to-be offered her a drink.
Napping in a hollow log, Friedrichshofen, Germany
Birnauer Oberhof
Unteruldingen, Germany
Uhlenplatz, Langenargen, Germany
You get to the old city of Lindau by biking across a causeway to what used to be an island. The city has a small harbor, which creates a unique lakeside atmosphere. We had sunny weather all day today and the 41 miles seemed relatively easy.
Lindau, Germany
Lindau
Lindau
I think this gesture means, “Stop taking pictures, we need to get something to eat.”
In this part of Germany, pizzas are called Flammkuchen. We had a white sauce one with salmon and a tomato one with ham and onions. Aperol spritz for the lady and fake beer (on tap!?!) for Mr. Date.
Three days of biking down — two to go. I can see already that I’m going to miss being on the bike trail. Tomorrow we’ll pedal through a short stretch in Austria and then into Switzerland. Auf Wiedersehen!