DAY 2 Through the fields to Vienna
Lesson Learned: Make sure you have enough water and energy bars with you!
Ladendorf – Vienna
Distance: 56 km/35 miles
I started off this morning with a guided tour in Mikulov, through one of the oldest and biggest Jewish cemeteries in Central Europe. The cemetery houses the plot of Rabi Judah Loew bed Bezalel, who is widely known to scholars of Judaism as the Maharal(great thinking Jewish mind of the 16th century) of Prague.
I warmed up my legs by walking to the castle hill and enjoyed the nice weather. From there, I got a great view of the town below and the grain fields of lower Austria.
I started biking in Ladendork- a little village in the middle of nowhere in lower Austria. I passed endless fields, patches that connected one small village to the other.
Being that it was Sunday, I expected to see other bikers along the trail, but it was almost two hours before I saw anyone else. As well, I realized that “Gasthaus,” an Austrian-style restaruant would not be easily available and I wouldn’t be stopping to eat anytime soon. The energy bars I packed worked great to keep my sugar levels up and the extra water I brought kept me hydrated.
I didn’t find any restaurants, pubs or shops in the 10 to 12 villages that I passed. Fortunately, the detailed route description given by the tour company included all the restaurants and shops, although sparse, that could be found along the way with their precise location. This was great in case I became desperate for food.
Finally, my solitude was broken when I met fellow bikers, about six or seven or them. They coincidentally stopped at the same place in Gasthof that was suggested to me to stop for lunch in my guidebook.
After a forty-five minute break and righteous Austrian food I had the energy I needed to ride to my final destination for the day– Vienna. Known as an extremely bike friendly city, Vienna had bike paths that ran all around and across the town. Initially, I rode through some tiresome suburbs but was hugely compensated towards the end when I biked along the Danube river and finally entered the vibrant city center.
I stayed in Hotel Austria on Wolfengasse, just next to the oldest restaurant, Griechenbeisel. While traveling I usually opt to find local restaurants that I find are cheaper and more authentic to the native cuisine and aren’t tourist traps. For this reason I passed on eating at the Griechenbeisel and chose something a little simpler a few blocks away.