On paper, Day 3 looks kind. On the bike, it still chips away at the legs. From Pfullendorf to Memmingen there is no major pass and no single climb that takes over the whole stage. Instead, the day rides as a long sequence of rolling, pressing on, brief exhale, then another gentle rise. That is what makes it sneaky. The landscape grows wider, greener and softer. Meadows, fields, ponds, farmsteads and villages with church towers stay with you for most of the route. The clearest climb does not arrive until the second half: just over 5 km and roughly 110 m of ascent. Not dramatic, but enough to lift the heart rate again. After that, the profile stays lively all the way to Memmingen. A stage that wins through rhythm rather than height, and through that quiet sense of being properly underway.
