Tuesday, June 8, 2010  "How close did we get to Germany?"
"Pretty close, actually about as close as I think you can get."-
Spraggy "Oh really?"- Me "Uh yeh, we're in Germany"- Spraggy
"Oh..."- Me  And what a ride it was. Wind, bergs, coke, strudel,
honey cake and the warm smell of fermenting cow shit all day
long. Yesterday was a big bunch ride led by hard man and GPS
equipped local legend Leon Van Bon.  We went south through
Valkenburg and the Amstel Gold race area, then kept heading to
the south east, entered Germany, did some rolling climbs, ended
up in this amazing olden style German village complete with a
castle, church, cobbles, coffee, coke and cake. Then it was
onwards and upwards into Belgium and slowly getting up to the
highest point in the country, which was actually 694m I'll have
you know! Then we continued along a bunch of narrow rolling
roads all the way back to our front door. A good 6 hour ride
followed by an even better dinner at a newly opened "Wok Always"
takeaway shop in town; things ju