Miles of Smiles

Weather for our rides was always a bit iffy. But never bad enough to wipe the smile off Nonie's face.

The bike paths well maintained with little or no hills.

Why my smile was never far away. This cherry beer  paired with a bag of Lays potato chips was to die for.

This Hungarian white brought a smile to my lips.

We saw lots of castles along the way.

Some in better shape than others.

But they all seem to be located on steep hills, making them difficult to bike to.

So we didn't.

The paths were well populated with quaint little villages and towns.

Filled with tourists.

Every village had church.

Some were grander than others.

Vineyards were just getting ready to produce.

We were a little early for grapes.

But plenty of wineries to sip last years vintages.

Getting across the Danube was never a problem with plenty of ferries.

Some bigger and busier than others.


The rain had swollen the Danube making it deeper and and swifter adding to Nonie's continued fear of ferries.

There were plenty of little surprises along the way. The Simandl Fountain in Krems.

Simandl is a figure that plays a special role in this city so rich in legends and tales. This name is used in Bavarian and Austrian dialect to designate a henpecked husband. (wikipedia)

Then there was the giant nose in which Nonie carefully picked her way through it.

A 700 year old wall and gate to no where

And one last ferry ride, still smiling.

We biked over 240 kilometres on this trip. Saw four different countries and only got lost a few times.

Well worth the effort and the sore asses.

We will be back.