We pretended we were college students last night and got a late start this morning because of it. It was sunny again this morning although Mr. Thunderstorm would pay us a visit.
We relaxed and rode gently back into Switzerland and along the Rhine that was now flowing west. The river opened up into another, smaller lake and then became a river again at Stein am Rheim, one of the most beautiful and charming medieval cities we have seen.
We almost cycled right past it as it was across the bridge from the bike path, although still in Switzerland (the Swiss/German border varies slightly here and there along the Rhine). My rear wheel felt wobbly and sure enough I had broken a spoke. Volker had taught me how to locate a bike shop under “automotive repairs” using my Garmin and we found one less than a kilometer away in Stein am Rhein.
While the wheel was repaired, we sat on a bench looking out over the river and the ducks watched at our feet for any offerings. A thunderstorm rolled in and the merchants raced to bring in their goods and button down the umbrellas. We waited 15 minutes and thus avoided a major soaking.
In Schaffhausen, after waiting in the bus ticket line, and one incorrect train ticket line, we purchased a ride for us and our bikes to Bad Sackingen (which none of us has ever pronounced correctly). The train door was beeping at us as we threw our luggage and bikes into the designated car. The reverse occurred when we exited the train and I am sure the locals were amused.