Hinterzarten and Freiburg

For the first time in days it was sunny when we woke up. It was still a cool day in the mountains but it didn’t spoil our spirits. We got ready, the van too, and headed off to Hinterzarten. The only reason we drove to this town was to then drive through the very scenic “Hell Valley” to Freiburg. Our high spirits wouldn’t last though. As we drove closer to Freiburg we were passed by a guy on a dirt bike who was weaving in and out of traffic. Only moments later we entered a tunnel and I went to pass a car that had slowed down only to have to swerve to miss the biker that was flat on his back with his bike several yards away from him. We saw someone had pulled over in the tunnel and was running towards the fallen biker. We didn’t witness the accident but we are pretty certain as to what had happened. That being said, we didn’t pull over but kept on moving, as did other motorists. Julie wasn’t pleased with my decision, but I tried to rationalize the situation with her; first we didn’t see what happened, second we are not trained in first aid, and third we don’t speak the language. Despite my assurances, Julie and I still aren’t sure if we should have stopped. We felt like shit afterwards and I didn’t feel like driving or touring around Freiburg. When we arrived at our planned stop, outside of a RV dealer, we sat in the car before we did anything. We were pretty shaken up by the events of earlier. Eventually I convinced Julie to come into the store with me in hopes of replacing the side mirrors. Going into the shop did help us move on a bit and we regained some of our focus. We were able to replace the smaller mirror but not the larger one. The stellplatz was such a distance away from the centre of Freiburg (more then 6km) that we decided to leave Germany and head to Colmar, France.