Am 31.07. Klaus and I have an appointment on the coffee island. This island is located in a maze from the poor Lingenfelder Old Rhine near the Mercedes-logistics warehouse of Gernsheim. Sorry, we did not have much time to tell, because Klaus had an appointment in the afternoon. Since I had no great drive to brown the rest of the afternoon on the towel big strip of sand island coffee, I make myself soon after Klaus departure for exploring the area.
Like snow on a frozen lake, it was in the north arm of the Old Rhine white pollen on the water. In the oblique incident spread, warm afternoon light so a surreal but hauntingly beautiful atmosphere-off. 
the evening I had the island and the large, lying in front of me, See me for all alone. When grilling, I watched the smoke cloud, as she moved slowly over the glassy water.
The "pop" when you open the red wine was in this silence so loud that behind me in the forest a young wild boar snaps and howling broke through the area.
fell after a major steak with fresh bread and etwasl red wine I gratefully into my sleeping bag and enjoyed the sight of the environment by mosquito net of my "convertible tent" ( Jack Wolfskin Gossamer ).
Clock started at five, it suddenly to rain. So I had to fast the top to move out of my tent and anchor in the loose sand with pegs.
At this time I had with a full belly in the middle of deep sleep phase and can well do without it. I stopped for a while the rain drops as they softly pattered on the tent to sleep, because soon again.
This night was a beautiful day with a hearty breakfast. Then I explored the other side of the Lingenfelder Old Rhine to the Rhine.
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