Bikepacking Summer 2024 Day 7:
Bornholms Westcoast and ferry to Ystad, Sweden

View from the bicycle on road with two hikers

Start in the morning, heading south again.

Ruins of Hammershus Castle on Bornholm

Ruins of Hammershus Castle on Bornholm.

Selfie outside Hammershus Castle on Bornholm

Selfie outside Hammershus Castle on Bornholm

Me riding my bike in Hasle harbor on Bornholm Island

Hasle harbor on Bornholm.

Small harbor in Hasle on Bornholm

Small harbor in Hasle on Bornholm

Back of ship is built into a house
Pastries and coffe on the ferry to Sweden

Charging everything on the ferry to Sweden.

Cyclists leaving the ferry in Ystad, Sweden

Leaving the ferry in Ystad, Sweden

Cycle path with dark clouds ahead

Dark clouds ahead.

Self service shop gives shelter from the rain

Shelter from the rain

Shelter from the rain
Two wooden cows complaining about the yet missing cycle path in southern Sweden

Two cows complaining about the yet missing cycle path in southern Sweden.

German cyclist returning home from Northcape

German adventurer Reinhold returning from the Northcape.

Ruin in southern Sweden

It looked different on booking ;-)

View trough broken window on sunset

Fresh air and a clear blue sky greet me this morning in the north-west of the island. I had already booked the ferry to Ystad last night, and it leaves Rønne in the late afternoon. This gives me enough time to discover the west of the island.
On the way, I visit the Hammershus ruins, probably the most famous sight on Bornholm. From the top you have a great view, as far as Sweden in good weather.

I have a little mishap in the car park at Jons Kapel. My shoes click into the pedals unnoticed and I simply topple over in front of a bunch of tourists. I fall rather roughly onto my hip and have to stop Garmin from calling the emergency services.

A little shaken, I decide against the gravel path along the coast and instead follow the main road southwards. In Hasle, I'm impressed by the large harbour complex; there's actually still some industry here, not just tourism.

In Rønne I do some shopping, visit the town centre and finally head towards the harbour. 

The ferry to Ystad is ultra-modern. On the short crossing, I charge my power bank and enjoy a leisurely coffee.

As it is already late, I decide against visiting the town of Ystad and instead drive along the coast towards the east. On the way, I meet Reinhold, a German adventurer. He had set off on his bike in the spring with the aim of cycling round the Gulf of Bothnia. But once he really got going, Reinhold cycled all the way to the North Cape. 

In the meantime, the rain has started again, and somewhere near Backåkra I set up camp for the night in an old ruin.