Ebipụtara: 17.07.2023
It's okay. A bathing spot doesn't tempt (it did yesterday). The Sinneradweg crosses, I engage in the described experiment and sharpen hearing and seeing.
Then onwards, now more often downhill at the locks. Nuremberg is getting closer, you can tell by the 'traffic', more and more cyclists and walkers. The last kilometers to the accommodation on the road. Hotel reached, room ready. Music reaches the ear from the outside. It's a wine festival with live music. Off I go!