26.04.2025 Middelfart 90km.

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 Saturday 26th 42F/5.6C. Bright sunshine expected to continue all day. Reaching 15C/59F at 16.00. Light southerly winds.

 Up at 6.45 after a quiet night. No ill effects from yesterday's heavy lifting.

 I was planning on a ride and today seems most appropriate. It seems that Google hasn't been informed of multiple road closures for the new railway line construction work. It suggested routes on Google Earth and Google Maps which are closed for months. 

 That's interesting: I have now requested some more local directions. It sent me on some very long detours to avoid these same road closures. 

 However, it is still recommending a road [Roldvej] which is closed for six months until September. It made no difference whether I chose a bicycle or car as my means of transport. Local government warns that it is impossible to pass due to the building of a bridge and deep excavations. Not even foot traffic is permitted.

 8.00 Going for a short walk. Just a loop around the neighbours gravel drives. Lots of birdsong and alarm calls.

 15.20 Later I went for a ride. I checked on Roldvej and Little Roldvej. Both were closed. With major construction work, cranes and earth moving machinery. Then I meandered northwards to Brenderup. Where I could join the northerly main road to Middelfart. Where I sat on a quiet bench and had lunch. Right beside the water. Within sight of both bridge crossings. The image [top] is the newer, Motorway bridge. I forgot to take a picture of the old railway and road bridge. Which is an antique, wrought iron construction.

  I saw several supersportscars. A very low, red BMW, with a rounded bum [twice], a black Ferrari and several unusual Porsches.  

 I saw two more arched carports. A wide and obviously expensive double in black. Also a budget, single example. The same as my own. The latter had been given a violent sideways shove by the look of it! I hope this wasn't due to the wind. Though it looked pretty well protected by enormous hedges.

 Literally hundreds of motorcycles were going the other way all day. In groups, or long, staggered convoys, all heading east. All of them large machines. Even a single trike. It was the Egeskov Meeting. To mark the beginning of the season. Egeskov is a magical palace with a moat. It houses a large cycle, motorcycle and transport museum in large outbuildings. Most Danish motorcyclists avoid the winter. Probably because of the cold air and icy roads. When the weather is warm and sunny they can get quite over-excited on our twisting and humped road!

 A few Hell's Angels were on Harley-Davidsons and heading the wrong way as I approached Middelfart. We were passing under a wide motorway bridge simultaneously. The rumble from their combined exhausts was absolutely amazing!

 I was saddle sore from about 40km. Despite wearing my obscenely expensive Assos bibs. Stopping for short breaks seemed to help again. The Endura rain jacket never came off. It was never warm enough. Though the jumper I was wearing underneath soon did. I was just warm enough after that.

 Dinner was a fry-up to restock my fat levels.

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