The last stretch of the Main

We covered the last 220km of the Main cycle path in three days. That meant we pretty much had to get on with cycling. However, we also managed to stop off at a number of lovely towns. Mildenberg was the best.

Note the round sticker next to Graham’s head. Dackel means sausage dog, means tekkel/tekel
Some examples of timber framed houses built in the 15th and 16th centuries

After my initial gripe with the Main cycle path, there was a clear improvement, as in fewer noisy roads next to the path, more river and more nature. Still not as good as the Danube.

As we approached Frankfurt medieval towns were replace by modern ones.

Graffiti in Offenbach
Frankfurt am Main, sometimes wittily described as Mainhattan, for obvious reasons
Bankers’ Backstop?

What is at the end of the Main? A city called Mainz and the Rhine. The cycle path along the Rhine will be a Eurovelo route again, which may mean it is more attractive.

Main flowing into the Rhine

Shortly after joining the Rhine Graham mused that we might have seen some of the water already, in the stretch of the Danube that is upriver from the sink holes. That would be too much of a lucky coincidence of course, but the thought made me smile.

The endpoint of the Main route is a little way after the confluence of the rivers. The road signs show that we made it
Sunset over Mainz, photographed from the campsite

By some stroke of luck Mainz is also where our good friend Adnan lives. He could not meet us today, so we spent the day lingering in the city. The 2 museums we wanted to visit were closed on Monday (Places close in Germany, for lunch, for Sunday, and also a weekday – we still have not quite got used to it). We did manage to see St Stephen’s church with the stained glass windows designed by Chagal, and the Dom, which is oppressive and unloving.

One of Chagal’s stained windows (there were loads)
Spotted in the Dom. We once lived in Dalberg Road and I always wondered what the name was about. It seems to have something to do with this area. We also saw a hotel with that name

One thought on “The last stretch of the Main”

  1. DS

    It is reassuring to have you peaceably pedaling the heart of Europe while at home BJ et al are stew bluster and bile ready for Biarritz & Dublin.

    Your photos suggest that tandem riding is a time-machine. While you cycle and embrace birthdays with river wines, you are clearly both getting younger…

    Are there now more vessels on the Rhine? Are there other retired cyclists and campers en-route; do they also looking younger, or is this and Anglo-Dutch trait ?

    Do keep safe…

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