Booo. Wales lost, so we woke up in a rather depressed state. Nevermind, we put it all behind us and had a very leisurely ride to Tangermunde via a 'cultural highlight detour'. This entailed crossing the River Elbe again by ferry at Forchland and tootling our way up to Jerichow.
This Kloster is apparently the oldest brick building in North Germany dating from 1148. That unfortunately was about all it had going for it!
Coffee and Kuchen were however gratefully consumed in the cafe before we set off for the storks of Tangermunde. I was excited as this town was the highlight of Derek's and my trip three years ago.
Our departure was delayed by the 'cycle track closed sign' and the alternative 'main road closed sign'. We decided to ignore the main road closed sign and proceeded to travel the next five miles on spanking new tarmac with absolutely no other traffic. As we approached Fischbeck workmen became more noticeable but as they seemed to be having trouble with the tarmac spreader (a man with tools was lying under it) we smugly hopped onto the pavement and headed towards the bridge back across the Elbe.
Eventually the splendid walled town of Tangermunde was reached and after a coffee, outside the walls, on the riverside we made our way up to the centre of town.
It was here that we spent a lovely couple of hours gazing up to the two stork nest on the Rathaus. The young, three in each nest, spent their time hopping up and down and flapping their wings only to be interupted by mum bringing in the next meal.
A walk around the walls and a look at the Burg and the Fachwerk houses brought us back for an Eiscafe and further upward gazing.
After checking into our Pension which really was lovely, we ventured out for a Greek supper and, yes, you've guessed it, more stork watching. You really can't get enough of it.
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