We drive up and down, on small back roads towards Grenoble. One morning we start in dense fog before we reach 800 metres of glorious sunshine with a perfect view over the sea of fog. In the French Jura it starts to get wet. We cross the Swiss border and drive to the vicinity of Neuchatel, where we accept an invitation to spend the night with two Instagram followers. The next day, several cyclists are waiting in Solothurn and Balsthal to accompany us to Aedermannsdorf in the Solothurn Jura, where my father and his partner live and where my official residence is. The municipality and the Thal Nature Park have prepared a big reception with brass band music and about 100 visitors. Only 3 more days until Munich!
