Slouching about in Munchen.

The morning begun with buns and tomatoes left over from yesterday together with some kerosene stove Espresso. We also had the opportunity to fully appreciate the Schaslik sauce up close and even learn to spell it correctly before we 'forgot' to bring it with us from the game-and-relax-room next to the 'Supermarkt'. Then it was packing time. Lars-Inge thought he had heard squeaking from under his tent and seemed to have put it up over some nondescript rodent of sorts. The scratch marks and tunneling efforts made by this poor mammal was astonishing, as it tried to get out, but since we did not find any victim, or even trace of one, it seemed to have gotten away. Fine hunter-gatherers WE are...
We paid for the camping and left for the station. It took us about 10 minutes or so. Maybe 15. Tops. That was today's distance. We were at the station some 13 hours early, but they let us check in the bikes anyhow, and also promised to keep an eye on them. So, we got a beer, slouched about in Munich close to Ostbahnhof, doing nothing except getting me a new towel (my own got lost in the camp in the mountains near Verona), some shampoo and soap. I had gotten perilously low on that.. Miles bough two books (one was the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, by Douglas Adams, that the poor guy never had read) and some bread and cheese, in case the train's restaurant was closed. Then we had another beer, slouched back to the station to wait for the train. And that, my dear readers, was it. If you want a description of loading the bikes to the train again, you are out of luck. There do not seem to be any difference to the procedure what so ever compared to the earlier procedure. So, I am not going to cover it.
Currently, I sit under a corrugated steel roof on Nimmer, lap top hooked up to the somewhat less than trusty power pack and write this days transmission. The power pack, clever as it might be conceptually, leave something more to desire when it comes to reliability. My solder work was, perhaps, not that great (was in a hurry, recycled material, all these excuses for poor workmanship), but when it works, it is a great piece of kit to have. I have charged the lap top, the camera battery and my mobile on it and the Nimbus dynamo seems to cope with recharging the internal accumulators in it. We have used it to trouble shoot Nimbelle's ignition problem and, although not necessary (yet?), we could get out of a bad dynamo dilemma by having, not less than, TWO charged 6 volts 12 Ah batteries handy, something that can take you a long way. I think I will, eventually, redo it properly and publish a more thorough description on the web (http://www.allitnil.df.lth.se/nimbus).
Miles and Lars-Inge has ventured to some restaurant where Lars-Inge is going to have yet ANOTHER beer while Miles is going to read more of a newspaper he bought. I am on guard by the bikes, trying to do some useful work. That's it. Oh... Did I mention that it is raining? Or really, just did.. Now the sun has come out again and there is a pretty double rainbow over Munchen. Double rainbows means good luck. We are going to need that! Tomorrow is the big push from Berlin to Sassnitz. A hefty ride more than double we have ridden so far. We are all a bit apprehensive about that, but the bikes seems to go fine and if we just can get out of Berlin okay, we should be fine. The double rainbow seems to indicate success.