In the morning we talk during breakfast and afterwards with Lenni for a long time about the world and in general.

After two somewhat strenuous days of driving, we take it a little slower. Around noon we make our way towards Dessau. At least I'm convinced that I entered Dessau as the destination in the navigation system.

The way through and out of Leipzig is a bit long, but this way we get a small impression of the diversity of Leipzig. Like the two days before, we have to master many detours today. Not always easy when navigating on the motorcycle. Suddenly we have arrived in Bitterfeld, which my navigation system is convinced is the entered destination. Well, we're staying flexible and have some coffee and a bite to eat in Bitterfeld, whose history we're getting a little acquainted with the help of Wikipedia.

Back at the bikes we have a short chat with 3 elderly locals with a dialect that is difficult to understand.

Our next destination is Wittenberg with its nice old town and with it's history with Luther. There is a seniors' meeting on the market square – in principle we are right there, but we still feel a bit wrong. After a bit of searching, we find a quiet coffee place, where we sit in the shade of a tree in the garden and plan the route of the day. Leo suggests a campsite at the Havel that offers a small hut where we can stay overnight.

The ride there is a bit nicer again. At Groß Marlehns, the "shortest route" setting on the navigation system takes us over the unpaved Klepzig main road on sandy forest paths over the autobahn and to Klepzig. Leo does better than me on the sand. On the further stretches we pass some lakes and cross various rivers. We reach Pritzerbe just before the reception closes at 6:00 p.m. The hut is free and we take it for €40. It is actually an RV park and tents are not allowed. So we are lucky that the "cyclists' hut" is not occupied by such people today.

In addition, we have probably chosen the only place in the area where a restaurant is open in the evening. The Thai food offered there is absolutely acceptable and priced far below Hamburg level. At the campsite we sit at the waterfront under big trees for a while in the evening until we notice that we are being cheated on by birds sitting on them. Motivated this way we set off for an evening walk through the village. We discover signs pointing to a cane weaving mill, but at first we don't know what to imagine. Then we'll pass the ferry across the Havel, which is still running. We get into conversation with the ferryman and he explains all sorts of things about the history of the place and also solves the riddle of the cane weaving mill. The cane weaving mills used to be important because they supplied the cane mats for the construction of wooden ceilings. The ceiling plaster was then applied to these cane mats.