We woke up to a beautiful, crisp morning overlooking the Vistula Lagoon.

We had a light breakfast, purchasing some items from a small store on our way back from dinner last night.

We had trouble leaving the property. Not because we’d fallen in love with it. All exits were locked, some with large padlocks. So back to the house to request our exit.

I think they wanted to make sure we did not leave without paying the four zloty (which I’d left in an obvious spot with the keys).

After leaving Katy Rybacky via a dirt trail through a lovely green forest, the first village we rode through was Sztutwo. This town was previously known as Stutthof.

The first concentration camp outside German borders was established here in 1939. It was the last camp liberated by the Allies in 1945.

Around 65,000 innocent people lost their lives here, 28,000 being Jews.

This is the first such camp we have visited.

Passing through the Death Gate was viewed a terminal passing. To the left are the women’s quarters, right men.

At the far end of this picture, by the trees are the gas chamber and crematorium.

I chose not to walk to the far end to visit either.

This photo is in one of the women’s buildings. Pictures and history adorn the walls.

There is a lot more I could write on the specific history of this concentration camp, but sadly differs little to the horrors and atrocities of all. Most of us are very aware of the stories, and hope that such history never repeats itself.

Moving along we rode through the same forest as yesterday to the ferry. We missed it by about one minute!!

However our wait was only about 30 minutes. The arriving ferry had at least 50 cyclists on board.

That was a theme today. Hundreds of cyclists were out and about on the paths, from the serious guys on their roadies, to older people and families with young children.

They all use the bike paths, without fail.

We stopped at the supermarket to grab lunch. We met a Polish man who is touring with his wife and young son. He was super chatty.

We had planned to look around Gdansk but when we got there, it was swarming with so many people, being a Saturday. We were using the bikes like scooters, dodging people as they wandered around seemingly aimlessly with no surrounding awareness.

Gdansk was also due for 2mm rain during the afternoon. We changed plans and headed for Gdynia to be closer to the ferry.

We did stop to view this lovely statue. The Kinderstransport monument depicts children waiting for their train to arrive. Many children died during the war. 130 were transported to England to safety from the Gdansk region.

We arrived at the Port of Gdynia super early, but we were able to check in.

We took the spare time to clean our bikes.

A few hours later we were amongst the first to board. Our bikes were wheeled on with us as they are carbon. Non carbon bikes are stacked onto a trailer that goes I to the vehicle hold, but special treatment for carbon.

We thought the bikes were going to our rooms, but a purser grabbed us and took us to a locked room to store them on level 7.

Our accomodation is level 8, and I lashed out with a Panorama Cabin.

This is our spacious cabin, with two front facing windows and one to the left.

The Poland section of our ride has concluded. We have ridden 635 km in Poland, out of our cumulative 1243 total after Day 12.

We rate Poland. Beautiful beaches and forests being highlights.

To ride the Baltic path, the minimum touring bike is gravel. Our tyres are 42mm wide and coped fine.

Goodnight from Poland.