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Europe 2023 from Frankfurt : 2023-06-13 : Choiseul

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Type	Name	Description	Service Provider	Cost	Kms	To Date	Total	Notes	Actions
Cycle	To Choiseul			$0.00	45.00	45.00

Accommodation
Type	Name	Service Provider	Confirmation	Location	Cost	Notes	Actions
Camp	Camping Saint-Nicolas			Choiseul	$18.00

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Damphal: One of my favorite things about campingplatzes in Europe is the morning bread delivery. Almost every campingplatz offers a service where you can order bread the day before and it shows up around 8:00 or 9:00 the next day. We had croissants and yogurt for breakfast, as usual, at our campingplatz, and then set out for one of the hardest days I’ve done touring. We only rode 45km but a lot of it was uphill, a lot of it was on a rough surface, and a lot of it was riding into a gegenwind. In fact, a lot of it was uphill on a rough surface and into a gegenwind. I felt like o had to fight for every single meter. It was not a good day for me. A couple of good things, though… At one of the towns we went through we found a fromagerie so we got some local fromage, which is AMAZING! We took a short break on a bridge and Brent got a great pic of a bullfrog with his cheeks puffed out in mid-croak. And a bad thing… part of our day was spent on a tar and gravel road. I had my favorite long-sleeved merino shirt strapped onto my tailbox for it to dry and a tar-covered rock got on it. The shirt might be ruined but I’ll carry it home in case I can figure out a way to get the tar out.
When we reached our campingplatz it didn’t seem like much of a place at all. I was scared that we’d have to ride on to another place, and I didn’t know if I’d be able to do that. My legs had been jelly for the last 20km. But it turned out to be a wonderful and surprising place. The campingplatz is called Camping Saint-Nicolas and it’s in a tiny village called Choiseul. It’s on the property of a couple who, we think, mostly farm but run a small campground catering mostly to Dutch people. There was no one around when we got in around 14:30 but there was a sign that said they’d reopen at 15:00 so we sat at the table to wait. There was a small trail leading to registration but we couldn’t see anything. There was one couple there with a camper and that was it! At 15:00 Brent walked up the path to where registration was supposed to be and found that the place was, in fact, a going concern. We had beers, a home-cooked Dutch meal, and one of the nicest tent pitches ever in their lush, tree-covered property. Not long after we checked in, another couple of cycle tourists (Dutch) rolled in, and while we were having dinner, a guy from England rolled in. A most unusual campground, but the best reward for how hard I worked today. The next two days were each supposed to be 63km days, including the enduring gegenwind tomorrow. I have to say I am less than impressed with EV19. We spent way too much time today on bad surfaces and sharing roads with cars. There hasn’t been much to see, and I can’t find many (or any) restaurants or grocery stores along the route for the next couple of days. It sounds perfectly wretched. So I looked into changing our route to Nancy. We’re going to take one extra day, and take a different route with campingplatzes that are closer (two 45km-ish days and one 50km-ish day), and has more restaurants and grocery stores on it. I solidly do not recommend the Langres end of EV19.

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Damphal: One of my favorite things about campingplatzes in Europe is the morning bread delivery. Almost every campingplatz offers a service where you can order bread the day before and it shows up around 8:00 or 9:00 the next day.

We had croissants and yogurt for breakfast, as usual, at our campingplatz, and then set out for one of the hardest days I’ve done touring. We only rode 45km but a lot of it was uphill, a lot of it was on a rough surface, and a lot of it was riding into a gegenwind. In fact, a lot of it was uphill on a rough surface and into a gegenwind. I felt like o had to fight for every single meter. It was not a good day for me.

A couple of good things, though…

At one of the towns we went through we found a fromagerie so we got some local fromage, which is AMAZING!

We took a short break on a bridge and Brent got a great pic of a bullfrog with his cheeks puffed out in mid-croak.

And a bad thing… part of our day was spent on a tar and gravel road. I had my favorite long-sleeved merino shirt strapped onto my tailbox for it to dry and a tar-covered rock got on it. The shirt might be ruined but I’ll carry it home in case I can figure out a way to get the tar out.

When we reached our campingplatz it didn’t seem like much of a place at all. I was scared that we’d have to ride on to another place, and I didn’t know if I’d be able to do that. My legs had been jelly for the last 20km. But it turned out to be a wonderful and surprising place.

The campingplatz is called Camping Saint-Nicolas and it’s in a tiny village called Choiseul. It’s on the property of a couple who, we think, mostly farm but run a small campground catering mostly to Dutch people. There was no one around when we got in around 14:30 but there was a sign that said they’d reopen at 15:00 so we sat at the table to wait. There was a small trail leading to registration but we couldn’t see anything. There was one couple there with a camper and that was it! At 15:00 Brent walked up the path to where registration was supposed to be and found that the place was, in fact, a going concern. We had beers, a home-cooked Dutch meal, and one of the nicest tent pitches ever in their lush, tree-covered property.

Not long after we checked in, another couple of cycle tourists (Dutch) rolled in, and while we were having dinner, a guy from England rolled in. A most unusual campground, but the best reward for how hard I worked today.

The next two days were each supposed to be 63km days, including the enduring gegenwind tomorrow. I have to say I am less than impressed with EV19. We spent way too much time today on bad surfaces and sharing roads with cars. There hasn’t been much to see, and I can’t find many (or any) restaurants or grocery stores along the route for the next couple of days. It sounds perfectly wretched. So I looked into changing our route to Nancy. We’re going to take one extra day, and take a different route with campingplatzes that are closer (two 45km-ish days and one 50km-ish day), and has more restaurants and grocery stores on it. I solidly do not recommend the Langres end of EV19.

Photos

Morning bakery delivery
Cheese
Journey
Brent looks for toads
Toad
Campground
Campground
Pitch
Beer
Campground
Campground
Campground

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