Chasing Clouds in the Harz Mountains: My Drive in the Mercedes CLE 200 Cabriolet

There’s something quietly exhilarating about watching a thunderstorm roll over the Harz mountains, only to let the sun pierce through seconds later. It’s Germany’s middle ground, not just geographically, but emotionally too. The Harz is a place where you feel every curve of the road, every shade of green, and yes, every little vibration coming through the steering wheel. That’s why I brought the new Mercedes CLE 200 Cabriolet here. Not the AMG, not the 450 4MATIC, but the understated 204-horsepower version that most buyers will realistically go for.

You see, the CLE 200 Cabriolet isn’t about flexing muscles. It’s about balance. The kind of car that doesn’t need to shout to get your attention. I wanted to find out, does this “base” model still have that Mercedes-Benz magic? Or is it just a badge held up by branding? A few hundred kilometers through the heart of the Harz would answer that.

Design That Doesn’t Beg, Yet Earns Your Glance

Parked near Wernigerode Castle just after sunrise, the CLE 200 looked right at home. Its proportions are unmistakably Mercedes. The long hood, clean lines, and that signature three-pointed star integrated into the grille all whisper premium, but not in an ostentatious way. The cabriolet’s fabric roof folded back in about 20 seconds as I stood there, coffee in hand, feeling the early chill of mountain air.

What struck me first wasn’t drama, it was restraint. The CLE has grown up. It merges what was once the E-Class and C-Class coupe/convertible into a single new breed. That maturity comes through especially in its presence. It’s low and wide, but never aggressive. The LED light signatures up front and a slightly arched rear give it a modern yet timeless silhouette.

Once inside, I settled into the cooled leather seats, yes, ventilated seats in a convertible, a touch of luxury most competitors forget. Everything is digital, yet intuitive. The 12.3-inch instrument display behind the wheel, the MBUX touchscreen in the center console, and yet, thankfully, a few physical buttons remain for climate and volume control. Merc still knows where the line between innovation and irritation lies.

Technical Specifications: Mercedes CLE 200 Cabriolet

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Cruising the Harz: Where the CLE 200 Finds Its Rhythm

The first stretch of the journey was from Goslar to Braunlage, passing through dense pine forests, winding inclines, and sleepy hillside villages. The CLE 200 immediately established itself as a comfortable cruiser. Its ride quality was sublime. The chassis felt tuned for real roads, not racetracks. It absorbed cracked tarmac and patched country roads without so much as a flinch.

Under the hood, the 2.0-liter turbocharged engine, paired with that mild hybrid system, behaved far better than the spec sheet might suggest. Yes, it’s “only” 204 hp, but there’s a little trickery going on. That 48-volt mild hybrid adds up to 23 extra horses right when you need them. Pulling out of a slow curve, you feel an immediate surge, not dramatic, but eager.

At no point did I feel short-changed. The CLE wasn’t built to be flung around like a hot hatch. Instead, it flows. The 9-speed transmission is so seamless that gear changes become a background hum in the overall experience. Paddle shifters are there if you want them, but honestly, you won’t need them.

Refinement Without Obsession

I dropped the roof again just after climbing the slopes near the Brocken, Germany’s highest peak in the North. Temperatures hovered around 12°C, but the CLE’s Airscarf neck warmers and wind deflector meant I stayed perfectly comfortable. That’s what this car gets right, it makes every season convertible season.

Inside, road noise was surprisingly well controlled. Even with the top down, conversation didn’t require shouting. The materials used throughout the cabin were what you’d expect in a car at this price point, soft-touch plastics, brushed aluminum accents, and stitching that looks hand-done, even if it’s probably not.

What really impressed me, though, was how composed the CLE felt at speed. I took it briefly on the Autobahn near Bad Harzburg and pushed beyond 200 km/h. It remained planted. The steering, while light, was precise. And even at triple-digit speeds, the ride was comfortable enough for long hauls.

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Is It Really Enough Power?

This is the million-euro question. Does the CLE 200 Cabriolet feel underpowered?

The short answer is, only if you go looking for trouble. Around town, on winding mountain roads, and even on the Autobahn, I never once felt left behind. That 320 Nm of torque available from just 1,700 rpm is what keeps this car lively. The electric boost fills in those low-speed gaps where turbos sometimes lag.

Of course, if you’re someone who lives life in the left lane and dreams in Nürburgring laps, the CLE 450 is your toy. But for 90% of people, this version will do just fine. It’s a solid, sophisticated cruiser that brings out the joy of driving without overwhelming you with theatrics.

Efficiency That Makes Sense

In terms of fuel economy, the CLE 200 surprised me. Over my three-day drive, with top-down cruising, some full-throttle Autobahn blasts, and relaxed town driving, I averaged around 7.2 liters per 100 km. That’s not far off Mercedes’ claimed 6.7. For a nearly two-ton convertible, that’s seriously impressive.

This makes the CLE 200 an everyday luxury, something you could use for the school run, a business trip, or a weekend jaunt through the Alps, without feeling like you’re bleeding money at the pump.

Conclusion: The CLE Cabriolet for Grown-Ups

The Mercedes CLE 200 Cabriolet might be the entry point to the range, but it never feels like a compromise. It’s a car that speaks to those who appreciate calm over chaos, refinement over rawness. It gives you the open-top experience with all the creature comforts and none of the guilt that comes from guzzling fuel or chasing redlines.

In the Harz, it found its natural rhythm, not a canyon carver, but a road companion. The kind you remember not for the thrills, but for the moments of silence between songs, when all you hear is the wind and the road beneath.