Ninth day

Oaths - just before Siberia (it's really called that), about 40km before Große.

81 km (shame on me)

14.5km/h average speed (a bit of shame on me)

I think I have bad karma or something, rain, clouds, rain, clouds, sun, rain clouds, rain... All day long

First the wind came from the side, but I already knew that I would turn west and then of course it came from the front again (I just can't get used to it)

After I told Karin yesterday that I get up early, I felt a bit under pressure to really get up early. But when you 'turn off the light' at half past eleven and in the morning you are not woken up by the alarm clock but by the drops on the tent skin and know that it probably won't get any better for a while, then the motivation to get out of the warm sleeping bag and dismantle the tent in the cold rain is not overly high. I thought that Karin would surely understand and turned over again. At six I was a bit more awake but it was raining just as much. I got up anyway and immediately Karin greeted me with a 'good morning' and that she had already prepared breakfast. I didn't need to be told twice and enjoyed her homemade bread, lots of scrambled eggs and cloudberry jam (I looked it up, cloudberries are called Moltebeeren in German, but I still prefer the English word. She not only made me a delicious breakfast but also packed a comprehensive supply bag for me with chocolate, energy bars, salami, the remaining bread... She also told me that she went for a walk last night (after 11) to show me real cloudberries. She also accompanied me on the bike and we had a good conversation, after the cloudberries (now I think I can recognize them on my own) she kept riding with me. We were a bit slower than if I was riding alone, but the conversations were much more important than the average speed. First we stopped by her brother's, who seems to be the exact opposite of her. Nordic cool, both in his manner and in how he furnished his fantastically located house. But his coolness and silence could also be due to the fact that he came back with his bus at 2 in the morning and we half threw him out of bed. After that, Karin accompanied me for another seven kilometers (a total of 27km) and showed me a small wooden church that she used to take care of together with her brother. I even got an exclusive tour up to the church tower