Three-day trip through the border region day 2

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Wednesday

The stage to Vreden had a less distance than yesterday, although that was different on this side of the border region. As detailed as the Dutch junctions are intertwined, the Germans are so creative when choosing their signposts. At Barlo I started to doubt, since there were no directions indicated, so I could turn five kilometers further to the many places in the area. The cars were referred to Winterswijk, I had five places that all made me pedal past a big dairy farm. What came after I had not expected, yet this was due to unbeatable roads. The long sand path continued long enough to get off and cross the boulders on foot. My hard pumped tires could easily handle these shortroads. At the big roundabout I was just a kilometer from Barlo, which I didn't realize. I had not brought lunch and had to find the first best supermarket to buy something healthy. Only after Oeding would I find a quiet guardhouse to eat the purchased sandwiches. To reach this place I chose the shortest way, I had enough of the sand paths. When I finally could turn left, according to the bicycle sign, I had already seen some trucks and cars passing by just 20 meters away.

To arrive after the small town of Wesener in Südlohn I was very sorry. It wasn't planned! Frustrated, I looked at the topomap from my backpack and, oddly enough, came to a correct analysis. Via the Ortsmitte (center) I could reach the end place northwest via the enclave HORST. And two kilometers away, it wasn't difficult anymore. Before the sign of STAD VREDEN was marked I passed a mini-hanger where planes could take off and land. The dark blue and thick tar was not asphalted in this country, so it was a collaboration with the near Netherlands. After a small cycle road under a canal bridge I had to wait. A land wagon and lawnmower blocked the pink gravel path. After two minutes it was the shortest waiting time for today. The second museum of this bike trip had changed its name, which the woman at the reception made clear to me. The redoping of HAMALANDMUSEUM to KULTMUSEUM was done for unknown reason. Along the duck paintings I was fast through, the history of the border area on the upper floor was more interesting. Even the Achterhoek and Twente had influences on this German Münsterland. The police officer on the monitor also told about the barriers and guardhouses from the eighties.