After
the ferry, ate fish and cycled to Greifswald, which with Straslund
are the two larger towns in the area. A lot of places along this
coast were pretty well destroyed in WW II, when the Soviet army came
through and was resisted by the German army. This applies, as the
biggest example, to Gdansk; yet the restoration of Gdansk means you
would not knopw it just by looking around; the restorers did a superb
job, not just in putting up buidlings destroyed by shelling, but in
doing it so they do not look new. I suppose one could say they just
“put them in aspic” but not so really; they are lived in places.
Anyway, Greifswald was surrendered to the Soviet army by the mayor
before any substantial damage, and indeed this is witness to the
skill of the restorers; you cannot tell the difference!.
Greifswsald
and Straslund were both Hanseatic towns, important trading centres a
few hundred years ago, and wealthy. The buildings round the market
squares and in the older parts of town reflect this. They have
sumptious facades that blend together to give a strong overall
impression.
Really,
seeing these places is about it, and did not take us too long, but
was really worth it. But I should add that the churches are also well worth visiting, when you can get it. We did go to Greifswald cathedral. Here is the vaulted ceiling, and a modern picture, "Cain"
But we stayed in Greifswald a bit too long and
did not get to Straslund, about 40km away the same day. We had also
been warned that the Iron Curtain route was along a cycleway by a
main road, the the cycleway was cobbled. Cobbled surfaces are
anathema to our bikes, rattling along and full of vibration. So we
took to minor roads that had hardly any motor traffic, went through
little villages, and were lovely to go along. We got to a tiny
camp-site in a wood next to a former railway converted to a cycleway.
Near a supermarket for supplies including a bottle of wine. So a
pleasant evening and night.
The
next day, 7km remaining to Stralsund. For lunch, Backfisch in a
Brotchen which was greatly disappointing and left greasy fingers for
some time. Some shopping, post office, and on.
The
route on was by the coast and we began to see the first evidence of
the Iron Curtain. In the days of the GDR (DDR) a few people escaped
to the West by swimming from this bit of coast to an island in
Denmark not very far away, but far enough. Very courageous and
dangerous, from exposure as well as the risk of being picked up by a
patrol boat. Near the coast we saw several watch towers,presumably
for surveillance of this bit of coast. These coastal installations
were as nothing compared to what we saw later in the ride, but they
have not been taken down and are there.
This
ride took us to a village on the coast, further on, called Zingst.
Beyond that, next blog.
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