As the day warmed up to a pleasant but not uncomfortable temperature I soon made it to Germany. En route I chuckled to myself that I was nearing Helmond in the Netherlands… I thought this trip is so hardcore I’m going through Helmond. (referring to Helmand Province in Afghanistan)

I made good progress and arrived in Dusseldorf by 13:30. I was set to meet my friend Simon who had recently moved from the UK. Unfortunately he was out with his wife and his son was home playing Warcraft on the computer. We had a chat and then I sat on the bottom step of the stairs while his son went back to Warcraft. I was pretty tired at this point and I felt like I had a micro sleep but it could have been as much as an hour.

At 3pm I decided I couldn’t wait any longer and would catch Simon on my return. I got out of Dusseldorf and headed for Frankfurt. Germany is a big place and I figured I would be in Frankfurt in no time at all. In reality it took a lot longer and it would take longer still to reach Nuremburg, Passau and ultimately Linz.

This trip would not have been possible without the power of Red Bull ![]()

By late afternoon I was in Bavaria and dodging the thunder clouds.


Having been a little chilly as I rode over the German Jura Mountains I was greatly relieved to arrive in Linz at midnight. It had been a long slog with little sleep but worthy of an iron butt award.
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