My friend Marcus comes from Ulm in the southern half of Germany. It’s a lovely little city on the Danube (with the world’s tallest church tower, apparently) but I confess that I didn’t appreciate it on my first visit. I was a bit rushed, jumping off one autobahn for an overnight stop and jumping on another one next morning. This, Marcus told me in no uncertain terms, was a mistake.

 

He was right, of course. There is great riding around this area, as a return visit – to be shuttled through the countryside by a local confirmed. As with much of Germany, as with most of England, the trick is to thread your way between the villages and towns on the quieter country roads – and there are plenty of those. The surfaces are excellent, there’s every kind of bend from hairpins to wide-open-in-fourth sweepers.

 

All in all, it was a great ride. I tried to piece it back together before Christmas but had to ask Marcus to check my homework. It was stretching his memory too but, now he’s tested and amended my effort, we think this is that ride he showed me. Certainly, it’s the one he’d recommend doing when you visit. He also recommends the Drei Kannen Brauhaus. That might be why we both had trouble remembering the route… I had some kind of pun for the title, too, but god knows what…