You know that feeling...

..when you just wish the ride was over? Well, today was that day.

I was going to title this "I fucking hate Germany" but I'm mindful the fairer sex read my blog, so didn't want to offend.

Saltburg was surprisingly ok to negotiate. I guess I thought it would be really busy. No, that was fine. Just before I got there, I saw signs for the Saltburgring circuit, so guessed I was close.

The 'problem' started a fair bit down the road. From grey skies, they turned so dark, that the streetlights were coming on! This at about 14:30! I felt sure it must rain. Hindsight is a marvellous thing. I should have stopped and put waterproofs on but it was OK, coz the sky was brightening. Next thing I knew, the bright sky dumped a zillion gallons of water on me. No place to stop, no tree cover. Within 2 minutes I was literally soaked to the skin. 😭 Almost as quickly as it started, it was practically stopped.

Not much point in putting waterproofs on now I thought, besides the hotel isn't far away.

DOH! That was my fuel stop, not the bleeding hotel. That was still another 75 miles away and just to punish me for such a basic error, within a few miles of the stop, the heavens opened again. A double dose of wet bollocks and roads awash!

I fuelled up. Ginny had done 287 miles and the fuel light had just come on, showing 45 miles range left. Impressive.

Once I realised I still had about 90+ minutes to ride, I got out the waterproofs. Too little, too late.

Not only was I wet but I was bloody cold too. A soaking summer mesh jacket and a t-shirt aren't great at retaining body heat. Anyway, I soldiered on and finally reached my hotel.

First thing I did once unloaded, was jump in a hot shower. There's no heating in the room, it's summer!, but there is a heated towel rail in the bathroom, so my dry gloves are drying on it and I've wrapped my jacket around it, to help it dry. I'll probaby have to get the hair drier on my jeans. The t-shirt may just have to go in a laundry bag wet.

I've had dinner, by which time it had thundered and pissed down again and still is. I deviated from schnitzel tonight and had a turkey cutlet, with a gorgonzola sauce, atop some tagliatelli, with some broccoli. The receptionist had given me a voucher for a glass of prosecco, so I had that and my usual weissebier.

Tomorrow, the plan is to visit Neuschwanstein castle (of Chitty Chitty Bang Bang fame) in the morning but I've not checked the forecast, so may abort if weather is still shite. Will be a shame but no fun if it rains. Tomorrow night I'll be in Karlsruhe. Till then.

View from my balcony. It's Germany, so it's raining