Day 4 - Grainau

Monday 26th June 2017

Our route today avoids the autobahn and takes us along some of the great 'A' roads of Southern Germany.  The Alps get larger and larger on the horizon and you always know you are getting close to the mountains when the tunnels start to turn up. 

Distant Alps

We were aiming for a camping ground in Oberammergau but when we arrive it is not very impressive so we head on in search of a better one.

Getting closer


First tunnel of many
We ride on through Garmisch-Partenkirchen, home of the annual huge BMW Motorrad rally. Apparently it happens next week, and the guy at the camping site we choose in Grainau asks if we have arrived early. No mate, didnt even know it was on. 

 The site is fully booked up in a few days time so it's lucky we didnt clash with all the Beemer boys.

 The atmosphere is getting very sultry and humid as we set up our tents. A storm is definitely brewing.

First onion church

Tents up as the storm brews
It is a good site with an Aldi just across the road for all the essentials. We stock up on bread, cheese, liver wurst, wine for me and weissbier for Mick. We are going no further tonight. 


As we turn in the thunder rolls and huge flashes of lightning illuminate the mountain peaks.

The storm when it comes is a doozy. It lasts for half the night, the rain battering down on our tents, all quite hellish.

But we remain snug and dry. It pays to have good quality camping gear! 
Definitely an Alp up ahead

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