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Three-man kayak pleasure trip by kayak

Danube from Linz to kayak adventures in Tulln

The idea was Erwin. She was born in the winter. "We should once a comfortable multi-day kayak trip to make on the Danube" Angebissen have Eric, Gerald and me. When it was time, Eric was massive problems with a knee, after which it came, instead of a four-man pleasure tour to such a man for three.

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Wednesday was the date. I already put in a Wilhering at river kilometer 2145, because I want to accompany by Gerald Puchenau out to meet with Erwin in Linz. Since water level is very high, disappear all the gravel bars has made, I see him almost. Then we swing together but to Linz. At the meeting point between rail and Vöest Bridge at river kilometer 2133.7 Erwin has been sitting in the boat and his wife shoots a few memories of him because she is not sure if this man on his rocking toothpick ever see is. Their female colleagues, she describes the departure scene but as follows: "The hiss from like puppies when they are from the line can be ". is

When the pain of parting with Erwin somewhat subsided, the pleasure begins tour that takes us on the first day following Grein, where we arrive at seven clock in the evening. We move past the first Vöest steel plant to come to the River Traun mouth and then left side to our first Umsetzanlage Abwinden-buttons. master

Together we over-coming of the level differences between before and after the power plant and are happy that the water flows down properly again. We pass Mauthausen, see the Enns flows come from the right, make a short meal break times and Paddling hard then, because we have planned for today Grein as a stage stop in between and after all, still the power plant Wallsee-Mitterkirchen, with the preceding storage space and the five-kilometer (equivalent to perceived ten kilometers), free flow bayou. Because it is already late, Erwin took the lead and "pulls" for a while, so that no routine tear. When we made the Danube bridge two miles from Grein, located on river kilometer 2079, crossed germinates in hope that the final hours of us imagined beer should not be far away. When we turn 2079.5 into the stylish marina Greiner and make us then in search of the campsite. The boot is not applied very friendly. We take our boats on wheels so to speak with the church around the cross, but eventually eräugen the entrance barriers, which we take our boats smoothly and quickly. Gerald will be the "Papa" says that does for us children Anmeldefomalitäten at the reception and also advances the fee. This role he retains despite resistance of his hand until the very end in. Then comes putting up the tent. Gerald has a tent that he simply throws on the grass and after some wind and turn like a worm sets up by itself. I am amazed. After this experience is a common guest house search, Seidel *), Seidel, Seidel, and dinner. As a hard worker, we need calories.
*) translation for readers in Germany : Seidel

Thursday. At night it rains. I sleep poorly and am therefore at five clock dreißig toilet into the sanitary system. Advantage: no crowds. When we later peel out of our tents, they are wet. All of them have not slept very well, which is located mainly in road noise. We decide to eat out in the market. First, we are hungry, and secondly to the tents to dry before we pack them. It is a cozy, extensive breakfast. Results: We fed and the tents dry. Gerald discovers that his tent but by itself sets up, but not together puts at your fingertips. He throws his whole body into the business, but the last one to close the package. At eleven clock we have the boats back in the water and fly right to pass on an island Struden and St. Nicholas in the direction of Ybbs.

Because we were busy yesterday, today we decide to be lazy. Time and again we can push ourselves and our destination, we set ourselves short. Or actually not. We'll see where we are stranded. The power plant Ybbs-Persenbeug draws us But then the tooth. The Umsetzanlage there is a problem Umsetzanlage. Apparently, not only for us, because from cutting my folding boat in Tulln, I am approached by a man who reveals himself as foldboating. know what he wants: "If changes on Umsetzanlage in Ybbs already?" It was there not able to signposting the location of the Umsetzanlage before (Example: Jet Boat Umsetzanlage in 500 m). We find them right at slow speed just before the dam. There is no ramp to pull out of the boats. They must be on a plastic platform lift and heave it for two six feet over a bridge on the concrete walkway. After a long walk we arrive at a system level, where the boats must be carried down. Probably a test for solo drivers, as they can overcome difficulties without going crazy. For boats with luggage for several days, it is also in the association of a group pretty funny. We curse both the builder and the operator of the plant, to the sixth generation and beyond. Well not quite, but almost.

river kilometers from 2059 to 2054 we go to the Ybbs disk and then find the left side just before Marbach in 2050 to find a campsite a marina, where we are a friendly restaurant owner information. The camp does not like us because he is like the last one on a street and we no second want to have loud night. The owner turns out to be angels. He organized room in a boarding house, brings us back to the car and bring us the next morning there again. In addition, it provides for the safe accommodation of our boats. We are pleased and waddle, each with three waterproof boat bags under their arms, in the board. Here the shower, and dining out, where we treat our acute medical dehydration.

Friday. Good sleep, good mood. We are transported by car to the boats, load up this art fair and once again we are on the water. Right moves Pöchlarn, left Small Pöchlarn over, followed by floodplains, and then immersed the power station of Melk in the distance. Very nice sidearm. Pause. Snack. The next trip takes us to realize that there are power stations, where you have to transfer twice. At the end of a small military side arms and the transfer procedure is a second time to make. Would not be so bad if the exit ramp is not completely clogged with decaying branches would be. It stinks. Erwin and I clear the ramp with contempt of death. Once in the submarine, we see the Melk Abbey in its full glory. Emmer comes next village, then the highway bridge at 2034.5. Two and a half miles on the right side Schönbühel. From the Danube view, we know why it called that. Wetland landscape. Aggsbach market. Links Willendorf, the site where the famous 25,000 years old Venus. In Schwallenbach bubbling and bubbling water from below, which raises serious suspicions that the name of the town invented not just good. After a right turn, left comes Spitz. We have chosen this place in a democratic vote on today's Nächtigungsort. We leave all the local track. Strong current and no reasonable place to moor. At the end is a boat harbor. We save us in, put on to the slip and go ask if we may use the fact. Again, this is a nice boss. We must craft in the Slipway leave and get a key for the gate. No deposit is required only my name. noticed when the house guests on the terrace of the boat club that we are looking for room, immediately begins a violent phone calls with the mobile phones. Results: We are in the hotel Mariandl, while Gunther Phillipp Museum and 500 meters, placed. Here at the time the actors have turned the Wachau movies and slept. The hotel is well maintained, but may have changed since the time of Hans Moser's not essential. After a shower and a half hour break, we turn to a site tour around the Tausendeimerberg, stop off at a wine tavern and enjoy the original Wachau offers. This time, some flows of good wine from our throats. Of course, just so little that we will regain more upright and without wavering through dark streets to the hotel. By Schlussachterl in the hotel it is nothing, because at ten curfew. Also good. Let's go to sleep. Who knows what is good.


Saturday. Wonderful breakfast buffet. Then we make a pilgrimage to the boat bags back to the port, close the door on our own key, and supply from this that we are back on the Danube. Like yesterday is today a beautiful sunny day. The left is white churches, then Dürnstein.

At Dürnstein past we can drive us to the rear to the front, because we see enough of the painter-like place with the blue church and the ruins impossible. Similarly, it is us a few miles in Krems. Yes and we have another very urgent need. Man sometimes need a bathroom break. Hopefully we go at river kilometers in 2000, left the marina. It is the repellent space of the universe. Everything is forbidden and you can not really create recreational craft. No man greets you. They want to keep to themselves. We must. We leave this horrible place. It follows a fire festival with Zille exercises. Again, we are obviously not welcome. But then 500 meters Erwin refers to the right the friendly harbor for sailing boats.

Here we can satisfy our needs. Eating rest, etc. We make our plans for the second half of today and Sunday. We decide today to run Zwentendorf, which means 45 days for miles and provide easy-stage tomorrow from 15 Kilomentern so that we can compete in the afternoon of Tulln from the home. All information then call the nice spouse or relatives who come to collect us. Then it goes off after Zwentendorf. Well, there would be only the small matter of the Power station Altenwörth with its backlog, its left-Umsetzanlage, the long Altarmsee and the weir at the end, which again requires a second portage. Sports boating is just suffer. After the troubles of the day, we look forward to the break in Zwentendorf. We moor at a gravel bank and I will sent out to explore an overnight stay. After half an hour I will come back with a joyful message. I have reserved three rooms at a good hotel. And the whole is only 300 meters away. Meanwhile, Gerald and Erwin have also discovered a place where one can take the boats to a street in order to then draw on our boat trailer to your destination. We towing the boat to this point, they drag on street level and stand right in front of the Town Hall, located on our way to the hotel. Gerald proposes a photo: We at the city hall, in front of our wheeled boats. Erwin talked a passing young Czechs to photograph us in English. It succeeds.

The hotel we should park their boats on a grass strip behind a lockable gate. Won. Shower, Seidel, local walk, pub food, Seidel, Achterl, Achterl, Achterl. It is, first, second, thirsty and is a pleasure tour. Finally, we expect to have each other, not to us tomorrow morning shave, so we present our relatives at home so just imagine daring adventurer, who spent five days in the wilderness, commonly.


Sunday. early-thirty clock. Breakfast buffet. We are all unshaven. Departure by 9 Hot day. What do you do when you have to drive only 15 km, but do not want to arrive too early? Some of the projects by the Tullner motorboaters is supported. There are not few and they all seem to some to have a genetic defect. Anyway, they go Sun Without exception, they pop by with mad speed as closely as possible to our kayaks. Together with the numerous cruise ships they ensure a properly bubbled up the Danube, which we of course do not staying still so long that we would not arrive at half past eleven in the well-kept and beautiful guest harbor friendly city Tulln. The marina is located about a kilometer behind the impressive and beautiful street bridge and before the railway bridge. We pull the boats up the ramp to a lush lawn.

Erwin, and Gerald have it good: While I divide my folding kayak and dry, they will provide their hard-shell kayak with a cover and throw themselves into the city crowds Sunday. One and a half hours later my folding boat including boat bouncing on my bags already been converted to trolley aluminum boat rigged car and my wife already appeared on the city park. I put her in front of both my ragged and unshaven Abenteuerkumpanen. They greeted each other and because my friends are nice people, they help us carry my luggage now for the vile depraved, once proud boat to the car. A final handshake and a three-man kayak pleasure tour is over. But not forever! Erwin is threatening to make it to the institution and to repeat a year.

And another thing: Of course we have our fourth man remained at home, Erich, every evening about the events the day before. So he was kind, and I can already now adjust to the rigors of such a monstrous Danube enjoy kayaking tour next year.