After the bigger push of yesterday, Day 2 felt like a gentle roll through the Franconian countryside. We left Rothenburg under clear skies, a warm sun on our backs, and the road stretched easy and flat ahead. Almost the whole way was on bike paths — a real treat — winding past fields, neat villages, and the occasional patch of woodland. It was one of those mornings where the kilometers just tick over without you really noticing.
Of course, no day goes completely to plan. Peter’s gears started misbehaving not long after Bronnholzheim. Luckily, a local mechanic there turned out to be a hero, sorting things quickly and cheerfully.
Back on the road, we rolled into Crailsheim right in the middle of a town celebration. Stalls, music, and a proper buzz in the square. We lingered longer than intended, and with the clock against us, opted for two short train hops to close the gap to Donauwörth.
Donauwörth itself wasn’t the most exciting stop, but we found a welcoming spot to stay just outside town. The evening brought its own reward: a hearty dinner at Mythos, a local Greek restaurant. The food was plentiful, the drinks flowed, and the slightly boozy owner turned out to be as much entertainment as host. It was the perfect way to end what was, in the end, a light but colourful day on the road.
