Despite the spotty weather, today was a great Oeste See experience. We headed to an island off the coast called Hidensee that Franziska’s family has frequented for vacations over the last twenty-some years. The island is basically a flat sea plain with a rise at one end with a lighthouse perched on the highest point.
We walked past horse pastures and by cottages where Fran had spent summer vacations as a child.
We were trying to hire a horse cart for a ride to the other side of the island, but the local driver was intent on literally having a two-hour nap.
So we rented bicycles for a great cruise along the flatlands of the southwestern side of island.
We passed beautifully thatched grass roof houses. The thatch-roof houses had an ingenious “lighting rod” system to avoid the obvious combustion issues of a direct lightning strike.
The beaches along the shore were definitely inviting but, even though the clouds were beginning to break a little and the temperature was beginning to be tempting, the weather was just a little too sharp to venture in the sea.
So we continued on our bike ride past more flowered fields and charming buildings… did I really just say “charming”? Oh well…
Maybe it had something to do with the "Grandma bike" I was forced to ride, for which Martina was so gracious to call a "Dutch bike" in a effort to make edearingly sympathetic excuses for how the bike was actually gender neutral.
(Can you pick which one was mine?)
The day would not be complete without desert after the ride, ...
(Martina's plum cake.)
... before catching the ferry back to the mainland.
Come on Fran, how 'bout a smile.
(Model features, even with a frown.)
Ok, that’s much better.
Poor Gandolf, waiting patiently for out return.
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