I translated this into English. Wow. What a great story!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I dreamed about this for several years, I collected the equipment used to prepare mentally and physically, and finally it happened. My biggest so far the bike dream came true, I ran Poland from north to south, have separated the red Krech east to the west, Poland, I cut in half ... Oh but what now? It's interesting how the human mind quickly following dreams are born and supersede those already met. Why not now about Polish? Or the same route in the winter season ...
Expedition began in Tczew, why there? For several reasons, above all, did not want me to be overcome once again the same route that more or less the last few years we get to Gdynia, Sopot and Gdańsk or not a mystery to me and to Tczew from Wejherowo SKM train commutes. That's why Tczew. At 5.59 I got aboard the "Sprinter" to Tczew and immediately went into the luggage compartment - Read Smoking and drinking alcohol. Was not without a little conflict because, as is the bike that I want to enter that compartment. But you somehow and I advised him to Tczew arrived at all "pyszczący" got out and one najzagorzalszy my opponent was even nice, and he inquired about the destination. Got out of Tczew kołować started toward the Vistula River and its bridge. Many times I passed through the bridge by train and it did not impress me, just a bike, you can appreciate the size and beauty of this structure. Weather at the outset of my trip was not bad, the sky was overcast, the temperature was comfortable, yet nothing had foretold the coming heat. Along the way, I passed many interesting places and monuments are gradually dispersed and fell into the rhythm of the journey. Another interesting structure was on my way to lock Nogat, there beats the good water fall. Over time, began to do and getting warmer's hot, so it would remain until the end of my trip. There is no point in me describing every kilometer defeated by me and my bike, that lasted a very long time, enough that I will confine myself to the feeling that accompanied me and a few adventures. After some time, now and in the province for Grudziądz Kujawsko - Pomorskie weather began to change in stormy. In the village Błędowo probably the first time in my life I had the opportunity to spend about 20 meters from the place of a lightning strike. I'll just say that the experience is electrifying. After this incident, I was a little taken aback, and I went on with the soul of the shoulder to the village Kowalewo Pomorskie experience in my life, the first more serious dump on a bicycle. The reason was the rain, which caused the asphalt has become no slides, and my innate caution is always telling me to ride as close to the edge of the road. When I came in with the asphalt, when you return to the dump occurred, which resulted in torn knee, elbow, hip upholstered (it hurt so far), and sore head. Always ride in a bike helmet and I am a strong supporter of using it but this time due to the forthcoming heat did not take it. Bike, unfortunately did not go unscathed, distorted pedal and as it turned out later broken spoke. After these events, I lost a little thread, but I had to pick up and continue the "saga". first day ended with a score of 160 km above the lake where Okonin zanocowałem in a rented room for little money.
Pictures and description of the whole trip on my page

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