Donauworth to Ingolstadt - 8 Mai

(We're writing this post who knows how many days after we truly cycled from to Ingolstadt.)

It's always good when it's sunny and you have a downhill in front of you! And our day out of Donauworth came with some fast and gorgeous riding.

Fields of raps, a plant of the cabbage family, seem to be a popular crop in Germany and areas nearby. Apparently it is used for both stock feed as well as energy production. 

We came across a couple of these roadside setups. Not sure what they are for but they look cool.

We stopped along the Donau windering where the boats might be for these buoys... The "buoys" turned out to a bunch of swans heads-down feeding.

We got to go along some very narrow roads through fields and woods small communities.

Our riverside lunch spot complete with table (not easy to come by sometimes!)

Almost ran over this little feller.

We arrived in Ingolstadt with enough time to enjoy the town and go for a long walk to both the inside of the old city wall where there is a military museum--Ingolstadt was able to defend itself against the Swedes back in the 1500s--as well as outside the wall where a huge park and sunny Friday afternoon brought out families and young people for bbqs in the park and to watch the sun go down.

Wouldn't want to have been around when this thing went off.

Not your typical playground, but very cool. I think Ewoks helped build these wood and rope structures.

Back inside the wall we found a restaurant to sit outside for dinner and sat near to a tablefull of guys (astudents abroad?) from Scotland. It almost seemed like it might have been someone's bachelor party--probably the guy wearing the pink panties over the faux Bavarian lederhosen. They were loud and and having fun, and they gave an older German man a standing ovation when he stepped out of his 1960s Aston Martin to open the gate to his courtyard across the street. It was nice to listen to their Scottish brogue.

Ingolstadt is famous also famous for the Reinheistsgebot--the german beer purity law that dictates the ingredients for beer and is still adhered to in Germany-- as well as the setting for Mary Shelley's Frankenstein.