Pictures of Rust

September 7, 2020

Some low-energy sightseeing at the end of the day

I wheeled very slowly down into the middle of Rust. Nearly the whole place is well-preserved old town. It was early evening, the light was coming down, and the town squares were full of people dining. It had the feel of a wonderful cosmopolitan resort.

Storks are very much the symbol of the town

Rathaus and cobbled town square. Lots of Ortieb panniers about, but I got the impression these were mostly for day rides.

Town square, with lots of alfresco dining

I'm not a great photographer, but just occasionally I get lucky

The town square began to be warmly lit up as the light came down

Great window. I particularly like the faces on the carved stone supports.

Main church and sundial - not much use at this time of the evening

The empty skate parks, and the vast expanse of reeds beyond looking out into the lake, had a nice empty mournful quality

Wheeling slowly back across the causeway, in the dying light

The marina behind the campsite, with the sunset behind

Looking over the marina back to the distant high land in the west - from where we'd come

As I was tooling about the backstreets of Rust at low speed, I squeezed my front brake and realised that it emitted only a sharp rattling sound (and did nothing to stop me). So my breaks had finally given out! I took it very slow back to the campsite - this was the perfect time for them to go, as I had plenty of time tomorrow to fix them up.

I cooked up and ate my Halloumi, and got stuck into some well-earned beers in the cooling dusk. The Storchencamp was pretty silent, and I decided I liked it here very much. A loose plan started to come together - I'd book another nigh here, have a rest day tomorrow (I might ride all the way around the lake). And then maybe head for Slovakia and have a night in Bratislava?

Today's ride: 3 km (2 miles)
Total: 838 km (520 miles)

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