The dawn chorus was incredibly loud, louder even than the evening chorus of the night before which had seemed to continue long after dark. Sheep on the dyke The next day was a Saturday and I followed the dyke for a while, accompanied by avocets, godwits, redshanks and greenshanks, swifts and swallows and starlings. Cow on the dyke I turned inland to Busum across a fenny landscape and found a town in full-on seaside holiday mode. I escaped and made my way across flat farmland, never far from the dyke, and finally arrived in Brunsbüttel, at the junction of the Elbe and the Kiel canal. The tiny campsite had a small kitchen and provided a free sweet with the paperwork, but once again, no toilet paper. It turned out the whole town closed down at 3.30 on Saturday, supermarkets included. Ship entering the Kiel canal Next day I crossed the Kiel canal on the free ferry and followed the banks of the Elbe southwards towards Glückstadt where I took another ferry acros...
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