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Strecke 87 Kilometers, years. 2'346 Kilometers | 390 höhenmeters, year. 16'270

This morning there was a strong wind weg, like a wave blaze. Therefore, it had a light bodennebel, which looked very nice with the sunrise. The road continued over a long stretch on a hill, which is comical to drive over with the fahrrad. Occasionally even missed out on a latte and wondered if the latte wouldn't be celebrated properly.

Then the Route always goes right to the Ufer entlang. An amazing stretch that could hang over the whole day like that.

I was very pleased with Porto, this city is a major highlight on my entire tour though. Unfortunately, they stayed behind on the tour lengths and overnight stays.

Already in the plan I have noticed that the town from Duero, will have a broad stream. Komoot suggested to me that you can cross this stream with one's hands. Weather in the morning was still somewhat on the river but no danger to be seen. And perhaps there was no sign of a fear. So I'm looking at an alternative. The EV-1 gets them flowing through bis weight into suburbs and then on the other side all back again. Also a stretch of many miles on a busy street. So it gave me a comfortable smile. Doch how do you get there? This I consulted and consulted the map, on which I found a steep street leading below. Allerdings was unclear if I then actually got over the bridge. Also I brought a lady who but no English language, but very helpful. With the translation tool I then understand that there is a way they want to show me. Soon after a few meters they pointed the way down. But I only see some stairs going up. Since I have already built a longer staircase with the snowmobile in the Netherlands, we will go together the first staircase with approx. 15 stumps up, but it follows 3 more sunny steps before it goes through a short tunnel and then up a hill. So I leave the velo standing and look at the rest, it follows 2 more sunny steps and the tree becomes deeply unreachable. The really very friendly lady then showed me a steel trampoline that then immediately led to the bridge. The lady appeared very helpful and wanted to relentlessly help lift the heavy eBike. To make it easier, I run the gepäck. Then it always goes up in stages of the stairs, first the veil, then the back. I had great respect for this very kind lady. The Trampelpfad name I usually alone in Angriff; the height requires safely more than 10 Meters. After all these efforts the repacked Velo stood on the bridge that was a highway but had a footpath. Also I smeared the veil over the entire wall on the other side. But I had no plans as I could now get back to the flow. The only street that caught my eye was a sackgasse, respectively ending back at a staircase. But we stand there already ready? For another, but even hilfsbereite lady! She explained the whole way to me and meant if I turned that up on the other side, then I could still run these stairs. So the ship runs again and with the Velo the first stage begins. And when I wanted to get the gift, the woman was already standing there - with the gift. So it was then really easy. But after the last stop the air was then somewhat raucous, so Glück is not at Velo. So according to this photo.

Then ging's then onwards, all the Ufer across, first from the Douro and then from the Sea. During the last break I then pumped up the fever again, I already knew that was useful again.

In the planning there is my Komoot also known, with which road additions are to be reckoned. So here it is at 11 kilometers on pavements. Are you already walking on such streets with the Fahrrad? It is thorough and unassuming. Through distance we came so still a few kilometers away.

After Porto then the strong wind came up again and my Accus was charged again. Conveniently located after 87 kilometers of stretch and incredible stairs a streetside hotel that I should not grossly underestimate to stay here.

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This morning the strong wind has gone, as if the wind had carried it away. There was a light mist on the ground, which looked very pleasant with the dawn. The path transcurs during a long stretch over a wooden walkway, which turns out strange to cycle it. Occasionally some lama was missing and it sounded as if the lamas were not placed correctly.

After the route always went very close to shore. A wonderful route that could have lasted all day.

I had a lot of desire to get to Porto, as this city is a highlight of my whole trip. Unfortunately, it was unfavorable in terms of tour duration and overnight stays.

When I was planning, I realized the city was separated by the Duero, a wide river. Komoot showed me that it is possible to cross this river by ferry. No ferries were to be seen either on the jetty or anywhere on the river. And there were no other signs that it was going to be a ferry. So I looked for an alternative. The EV-1 skirts the river to downtown and then returns on the other side. So a detour of many miles on a very busy road. Above me was a comfortable bridge. But how does it get there? I asked myself that and consulted the map where I found a steep path going up. However, it was unclear if I would actually manage to cross the bridge. Then I asked a woman who didn't speak English but who I found very helpful. Using the translation tool, I understood there was a way she was happy to show me. After a few meters she showed the way up. But I only saw a few stairs going up. As in Holland I had already managed to climb a longer staircase with the aid of push, we climbed together the first staircase with about 15 steps, but there were still 3 more stretches of stairs before going through a short tunnel and then bending a corner. So I left the bike and looked at the rest. Two more stairs like this followed and the bridge continued to be inaccessible. The really helpful woman showed me a steep trail that actually led up to the bridge. The woman was very helpful and eager to help load the heavy eBike. To make it easier, I unloaded the luggage. Then we climbed the stairs in stages, first the bike, then the luggage. I felt a great deal of respect for this woman so helpful. I finally tackled the trail alone; The height difference was certainly over 10 meters. After all these efforts, the full bike was parked on the bridge, which was a road but had a trail. So I pushed the bike all the way across the bridge to the other side. But he had no plan on how to return to the river. The only street that was an option for me was a dead end, or rather, it ended again in a stairwell. But who was already ready for action? A different woman, but just as helpful! She explained the whole route to me and told me that if I had climbed to the other side, I could also go down these stairs. So leave your luggage on the ground and cycle down the first stage. And when I went to look for the luggage, the woman was there again, with the luggage. After that it was really easy. But after the last step we kinda ran out of air, luckily not on the bike. That's how this photo was taken.

Then we continued again, along the whole coast, first from the Duero and then from the sea. During the next break, I climbed the suspension; i already felt this was necessary again.

At planning time, Komoot also tells me what road surfaces I should expect. This meant, among other things, 7 miles on asphalt. Have you ever cycled through roads like these? It's rugged and uncomfortable. Some more miles were added due to detours.

After Porto it again blew a strong wind against and my batteries were again subjected to a heavy load. Finally, after 87 kilometers and countless steps, there was a roadside hotel that didn’t take much convincing to let me stay here.

This morning the strong wind was gone, as if it had just been blown away. Instead there was a light ground fog, which looked very beautiful with the sunrise. The route led over a long stretch on a wooden footbridge, which is strange to ride a bike over. Every now and then a slat was missing and it sounded as if the slats weren't properly attached.

After that the route always went quite close to the bank. A wonderful route that could have lasted the whole day.

I was really looking forward to Porto, as this city is a notable highlight of my whole tour. Unfortunately, it was in an unfortunate location in terms of the length of the tour and the number of overnight stays.

When I was planning, I noticed that the city is separated by the Duero, a wide river. Komoot showed me that you can cross this river by ferry. But there was no ferry to be seen either on the footbridge or anywhere on the river. And there were no other signs of a ferry. So I looked around for an alternative. The EV-1 goes along the river deep into the city center and then back again on the other side. So a detour of many kilometers on a busy road. But there was a comfortable bridge high above me. But how do you get up there? I asked myself that and consulted the map, on which I found a steep road that went up. However, it wasn’t clear whether I could actually get over the bridge. So I asked a woman who didn't speak English but seemed very helpful. Using the translation tool, I then understood that there was a path that she would be happy to show me. After just a few meters, she pointed the way up. But I only saw a few stairs that went up. Since I had already managed a long staircase with the push aid in Holland, we went up the first staircase with about 15 steps together, but there were 3 more such staircases before we went through a short tunnel and then around a corner. So I left the bike and looked at the rest, there were 2 more such staircases and the bridge was still inaccessible. The very helpful woman then showed me a steep trail that actually led up to the bridge. The woman was very helpful and really wanted to help carry the heavy eBike up. To make it easier, I took the luggage down. Then we went up the stairs in stages, first the bike, then the luggage. I had a lot of respect for this very helpful woman. I finally tackled the trail alone; the difference in height was certainly more than 10 meters. After all this effort, the bike, now loaded again, was on the bridge, which was a motorway but had a footpath. So I pushed the bike across the entire bridge to the other side. But I had no idea how I could get back down to the river. The only road that was suitable for me was a dead end, or rather ended at a staircase again. But who was there ready to help? A different woman, but just as helpful! She explained the whole route to me and said that if I had managed to get up the other side, then I could also go down these stairs. So I took the luggage down again and cycled the first stage downhill. And when I went to get the luggage, the woman was already there again - with the luggage. After that it was really easy. But after the last step the air went out a bit, luckily not the bike. That's how this photo came about.

Then we continued, all along the bank, first of the Douro and then of the sea. During the break that followed, I pumped up the suspension, I could feel that this was necessary again.

When planning, Komoot also tells me what kind of road surface to expect. For example, it said 11 kilometers on cobblestones. Have you ever cycled on roads like that? It's bumpy and unpleasant. Diversions added a few more miles.

After Porto, the strong headwind returned and my batteries were put to the test again. Finally, after 87 kilometers and countless stairs, there was a hotel on the side of the road that didn't have to convince me to stay there.