I don’t know what gave me the idea, or what possessed me to do it in late autumn, but for my holiday this year I cycled from Berlin to the Hague, timing it so that I began my trip the weekend the clocks changed.
A few people I know have cycled from Berlin to Amsterdam before; I enjoyed cycle touring in the Netherlands last year; I wanted a big adventure… This year I turned 30 and I wanted to do something momentous to mark the occasion – originally I wanted to take the Trans-Siberian railway, but the ongoing conflict in Russia required a rethink.
So I cycled over 500 miles, on my own. And it was brilliant.
High points: the scenery, sweet little towns and interesting cities, endless snacking opportunities, seeing an owl, sunrises, sunsets and the sense of accomplishment.
Low points: the cold, the mist and my garmin misbehaving. And all forms of transport other than my bike.
Days 1 and 2: A day each in Paris and Berlin, with an unexpected fuck up by Deutsche Bahn.
Days 3, 4 and 5: Berlin to Hanover, the mistiest and coldest days. Included a fair bit of cyclocross, some at sunset (do not recommend).
Days 6 and 7: Hanover to the Netherlands. Getting in a fight and disappearing off the map.
Days 8 and 9: Crossing the Netherlands, powered by cheese, stroopwafels and Indonesian food. In the sunshine!
Days 10 and 11: The Hague, where I ran a bit, chilled out and fell down the stairs.
I tweeted the trip and really loved all the responses I got – thanks to everyone who kept me company on my #hatsradtour