While my current slightly unwarranted rest period is only halfway through (I leave Biel on Sunday 2nd of September), I can't wait to get back on the bike. Sure, I have the time to relax, and my ass is still sore, but this lying around and doing nothing is driving me crazy.
Since my host works during the day, I have had the apartment to myself, and naturally I have gravitated towards the internet. Some of the stories of adventurers and cyclists on REAL expedition trips (ie: Russia, China) have made me quite jealous. I have decided to make a line straight back to the U.K, probably Edinburgh, where I can work, save my pennies, and undertake an adventure such as the ones I've read.
Sure, there have been some hard parts of this trip (Two sets of Alps and the Rivieras), but looking back, I have found these hard stages the most rewarding and enjoyable. I yearn for actual wilderness cycling, where the isn't someone close by who can speak english, where I have to work out water and food plans, and where I won't see some sort of town every 2km.
Of course, I may regret it when I'm actually doing it, and I have no real experience in these matters, but you have to start somewhere. If I am to have my ego shattered, I'd rather have in shattered in the middle of Siberia.
So I'll be making my way from Biel to the Rhine and follow the great river to Amsterdam and over the sea to Britain. On the way I will pass through the Black Forest, and, come to think of it, that actually sounds a little adventurous....