Another very green day – lots of cycling under tree canopies. A strong tail wind blotted out the nuisance of showers in the middle of the day. We followed the relationship between the river and the canal: now in each other’s arms, now going their separate ways.

I have nothing to say about Dörpen beyond the fact that it has a hotel of sorts with a restaurant that closes at 7 p.m. and long key codes for all the doors. On the plus side, the room has proper light switches.

I think I have heard the distinct local accent (or dialect?) here. Perhaps some Dutch influence? Anyway, today I have been saying “Moin” rather than “Guten Tag”!