After a brief stop in Cologne we headed South to Sven’s spot (H20 trails). On the journey down I think we remained in good spirits but the media (Sam and myself) had resigned ourselves to having a laugh with the boys and ‘scraping the barrel’ for content.
I can’t remember the exact story but Sven lives in Darmstadt and after digging at Ziegelei (near Mainz) for a while he took over duties closer to home. There’s a few bits for the local kids and an ‘trick line’ (the first jump is a table top) to the right. The ‘big line’ sits of the left and (unlike a lot of European trails) there’s a gradient.
This area was four hours South and had a completely different feel. There’s was rolling hills, sunshine (still with the odd shower), and it reminded me a bit of Southern France. Having visited Germany a few times (mainly for the Worlds in Cologne) in the past and never seen this part of the world. It was a treat to see a whole different area.
By this point we were all very relaxed in each other’s company and the banter was non-stop. You kind of only need a Wayne on your trip to make sure the banter is non-stop. Everyone got some laps that evening and trains were heading in and out like Clapham Junction.
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