The night was very, very cold. In the middle of the night I had to get up to put on my jacket. But I was still freezing. My sleeping bag was born to live in summer temperatures, and when I got up this morning I had only 8 degr. C.
When I packed around 6 o'clock, it started to blow very much and drizzle a little bit. I almost forgot to leave the key for the toilet- and shower house. I remembered it the very last minute.

The trip to the top was fantastic. 7 km, where the first 3-4 km were reasonable, whereas the last part was absolutely impossible. I never pushed the bike, but made numerous breaks. The top was cold as ice, but very beautiful.

It was about 7 o'clock, and I did not find anybody, who could assist me by taking some photos. I had to use my automatic release. They had not done too much to mark the top. Only a banner threw light on the fact, that this was a stay in 2030 metres above sea level. To visit a mountain top is always special to me, and this mountain was beyond my expectations.

And then I was riding down the other side of the mountain. The start was peaceful enough, but very soon I met numerous hairpin bends. This side of the mountain must no doubt be much more difficult than where I rode yesterday.

Riding 22 km down a mountain as cold as ice is not entirely a pleasure trip. That's why I perhaps enjoy my morning coffee more, than I normally do. I had it in a bakery in a cosy little alp village.

The road made it's bend at 2978 km and now the compass shows a northern direction. I believe I have still some ground to cover before I reach the bottom of the mountain.I am now heading for Bodensee, and I plan on entering Germany this evening. I have no idea how the shape of the country will be from here. Right now the sun is shining, and I enjoy the higher temperatures. The weather forecast announced violent thunder storms the following days all over Austria.

Later I am going to pass Feldkirch, which is only 3 km from Liechtenstein.
Maybe I should …

… yes, I should. I had to make a little visit to Liechtenstein, where I bought some souvenirs and a cup of coffee. After that, back to the route.

On my way to the border I had even more heavy rain and the trailer got a puncture. I took care of that problem at a gas station.

Just as I wanted to cross the border a thunderstorm hit the area, and I had to seek shelter in a snack bar, where I bought a Hawaii burger for the last Austrian money. It has got it's name because it contains a slice of pineapple.
Now you know that.

The city at the border on the German side is called Lindau, and for the fifth or sixth time that day I had problems with rain. But soon after the sky cleared, and it was pretty nice weather for a change. Now I had about 30 km to Isny, where there should be a camping site. However that was not to be found, but I met a lot of nice people, who believed they knew where it should have been.

But now I had lost my interest in this camping site, because I had ridden about 170 km and it was getting late.

I found a field with grass behind some trees and appointed that to be the place where I would stay overnight.
When I had established the camp a thunderstorm started ( here we go again), and it lasted more or less for the rest of the night. But the tent is still nice and dry, and it's only cosy when it's raining cats and dogs.
Nobody disturbed me apart form countless unusually disgusting orange slugs, who by all means wanted to share the tent with me.

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