Maria Laach to Tulln.

PAUL

I went for a walk in the morning while Lachlan continued to sleep. The town was peaceful with only a few others up and about. I sat up on top of the hill overlooking the village quietly reflecting on the trip while watching the mist roll in from the west and burn off as soon as it was hit by the sun. Rural Europe is not like rural NSW. There were 4 guest houses in the village and a couple of quality restaraunts. The one in our hotel was full, 30 tables. Not bangers and mash.  We tend to pass these small villages and get to the centres. 

We set off on our ride after filling our bottles and climbed for a kilometre then a good descent to Willendorf. YES, where the fertility goddes was discovered in 1908. The museum was small but the entry price was equal to the display. 

We continued along the EuroVelo 6 until a town called Krems where we stopped for lunch. The Biergarten we stopped at had around 200 people and a small number of staff serving, but the food was great. We shared our table with two Austrians who spoke hand English as we spoke hand Duetsch. The old lady, maybe mid-70s grabbed my arm and wished me well as we left. 

The remainder of the ride was flat and we stopped for afternoon tea a one of the cafés that litter the cycleways along the river. It began to pour so we sat tight til it passed, then headed off to the accomodation. 

We re-met some Scotish-Belgium tourist who are doing the Passau to Vienna stage of the ride with a 13&9 year old at our hotel. We met them at Wallsee, the concrete ornament B&B. 

Only 40km to go tomorrow. 

The village of Maria-Laach.

To the west. 

Self explanatory. 

Venus. Not the real one. She is in Vienna. 

Naughty.