It was time again...I had a crazy-Idea ! A friend of mine, Wolfgang
Kulow,his family and a good friend of him, visited us. Time for
BBQ…on the last warm day here in the north. It was a good idea,
but than… The friend of hime, was no one else than Marcel Heinig,
the world champion in 10times triathlon ! Nice guy… And Wolfgang
is a king of guy, he started up to cock-and-bull-story…just in
a positive way.
The goal of all of this was, that Marcel wanted to do a special
triathlon. Running from London to Dover, crossing the channel
by swimming and than ride by bike to Paris. Nice idea, and it
would have worked, if not the channel would have been so nasty…So,
Marcel wasn´t able to do his special triathlon. He had to cancel
it.
But Wolfgand wouldn´t have Wolfgang, if…yes if he had not another
plan in his mind…it was some kind of…Marcel had to go from Kopenhagen
to Berlin, same distance. Okay, off to Kopenhagen..just in mind,
for the moment… Why the hell Wolfgang visited me??? I just ride
sometimes thru the wondeful East-Holstein to Schwerin and maybe
a little bit further, its about 160km away. And because Marcel
would swim thru the Fehmarnbelt and almost hit my front door on
his bike course, they asked me for the best way.
And What happen with Hakan ? Words slipped out of his mouth, before
he was even able to think about it, like : Who is a real Pirate,
I can ride with Marcel from Puttgarden to Schwerin, than I show
you the way to Ludwigslust and I will ride on to my parents in
law. Yes, that would be great, than I don´t have to ride the whole
distances alone. Well, for a moment I thought about it, what I
just said…
One Pirate, one Word…Promised…
Saturday drew closer and closer, and I still ask myself if it
would be right, what I did or what I´m about to do, it will work
anyhow...
Than I packed my stuff and waited for the call of Iris, wo waits
on Fehmarn for Marcel to reach the shore or even the horizon,
attended by Wolfgang in his boat…they said, that they would reach
the shore at about 18:00o´clock…when you think about it, that
the man, ran 160km before…than the 20km thru the Fehmarnbelt,
its very impressive !!! other people take the ferry…
It was around 16:00o´clock, when Iris called me, that they would
delay a bit, maybe 20:00o´clock. We wanted to meet us at the Kaufhaus
Stolz in Burg on Fehmarn, to eat something. The restaurant of
the house had a buffet, good idea…
But than I decided to go to the beach, where Marcel should enter
the shore. When we arrived there, we were able to see the boat
at the horizon. This is what I call…timing…
So, I grabbed my wife, went to the beach and waited with Iris
on Wolfgang and Marcel. A guy from the TV-Team, gave me a spyglass,
and so I was able to see two people in the water swimming towards
the beach…closer and closer…
When they finally reached the beach, Marcel was really exhausted.
Damn, what a performance. Respect, just Respect my dear.
After he made a short interview ( A reporter of the “ STERN” attended
him), we wnt to the cars and made our bikes ready for the road…
ON the bike and ride to Burg, Kaufhaus Stolz were desperatly waiting
for us. Inside we go, ate a lot. Tasty, tasty,thank you guys...it
was great.
Back outside, grabbed our bikes, lights on and at 23:00o´clock,
we started on the course, crossing the Fehmarnsundbridge towards
Großenrode, turn left to Grömitz than side by side with the shore
directing to Neustadt. Damn, I thought to myself, this guy has
to be totally exhausted and almost near dead. No…it wasn´t him,
it was me. We rode with an average speed of 35km/h to Scharbeutz.
I don´t how long he can handle this, he got 400km to go. So fast
I haven´t rode before , than I talked to his supporting team and
Wolfgand said, tell him to slow down, that he doesn´t went maniac…
Okay, Marcel a little bit slower…okay, you´re right, I´ll do it,
for about 4minutes, than he was in hs old speed again. Fighting
Pig…
Soon, we were able to see the lights of Travemünde, crossing the
river waters on a ferry, heading to Dassow, Schöneberg, Rehna,
Gadebush and finally Schwerin !
200km in 7h, not bad!
Short stop in Schwerin on the parking lot of MCD…on ehot coffee
and say good bye to Marcel and the team. Thank you guys, it sure
made some fun…the sun is rising and I´m still on my bike.
Marcel made his way to Berlin and arrived healthy. Respect, what
a performance.
Hakan Özoglan |
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Pirate 
