A Hellweg was, I have discovered, a well-used travelling route in mediaeval Germany which had to be maintained by those across whose land it passed.
The Radweg from Hameln to Blomberg lived up to that. Unfortunately I didn’t get to see Hämelschenburg (I followed the wrong signposts), so that’s a bit of Weser Renaissance I shall only ever see through a long lens.
It’s lovely to be cycling amongst green hills, but tomorrow I shall be cycling up them so may form a different opinion. I have a taster in Blomberg: it was a climb up here, and the view from the castle walls alerts me to what’s to come.
In an overgrown (overgrown! No wonder Germany lost yesterday) village football field I had a very good view of a hare:
And that’s it for today. Kick-off for England-Belgium calls.