The consumed oxygen in the “neatly arranged” container wakes me up early. With no breakfast served, I easily set off at 7am for the final lag of my journey. My faithful companion, the headwind, starts at the same time. First gently, but after 30 minutes I start doubting if I manage the remaining 80 kilometres.

Breakfast after 25 kilometres in St. Pölten tastes well, but has a political aftertaste. St. Pölten is the capital of Lower Austria. Seven nano federal countries + Vienna in tiny Austria means 8 local parliaments, local governments, local administrators in parallel to the major federal one. This oozing federalism is primarily:
a) an artificial employment scheme for countless politicians and bureaucrats
b) taxpayers’ money burning machine
c) impediment to any reasonable political progress
Anyway, I put up with the fact that this will not change during my lifespan and try to enjoy my breakfast.

“Beware of trains! ” is my greeting to two technicians in orange suits standing on the rails.
“We always do,” they reply. A conversation ensues. I learn of how they measure the quality of the rails with ultrasound. Also, that in the summer, due to the heat, the radius of the rail curves increases by three centimetres. So strictly speaking during hot days we travel further than we paid for 🙂
Before we part, we agree that our ancestors were train drivers. A grandfather in my case and a great-grandfather of the technician in the orange suit.

The headwind gives me a hard time. I look for excuses why to make frequent stops. At one of them I take a gulp of linseed oil and put also a few drops of this miracle on my squeaking chain and gears. It works for both of us.

Part of the tracks lead on normal roads. The closer to Vienna, the heavier the traffic. Though in Austria (and Germany) only steady backlight is allowed for the bikers, I turn on my red flashing light on my helmet. The highest intensity. And start humming Bee Gees’ “Stayin’ Alive”

Finally, I am at the top of the last hill. Now only 10 km to go down. This will total today’s trip to 83km and 600 altimeters. The wind still tries to stop me, but I do not care and keep pedalling and reviewing what happened in the last days. Wonderful, eventful and eye-opening experiences. Definitely worth the sweat. Altogether 800km and 8000 altimeters in Austria plus the 200km bonus of the Lake Constance trip.

Thanks to all of you who helped me to make this happen!