Showing posts with label chickens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chickens. Show all posts

Friday, September 9, 2022

Travels with Carly

It's generally the case that the one who is most often behind the camera rarely appears in the photos. That holds true for Carly, who was with me almost every step of the 1,115 miles I walked this spring/summer in Bayern & Baden Württemberg. Despite her protests, I did manage to take a few photos that prove she was here. 

Despite being camera shy, Carly is an extrovert who readily engages with other chickens. Here, in the woods near St. Ottilien on the first day of our Querweg hike from Freiburg to Ueberlingen. 
 

Alpine wildflower garden near King Ludwig II's mountain hunting lodge, Schachenhaus. 


On the window sill of Schachenhaus. 


More views near Schachenhaus:



View over the Reintal:

Enjoying a much needed feather fluffing from friend Leslie during a break on the Maximiliansweg: 


Comparing sore muscles and blisters at the Sonnenalm hut on the Maximiliansweg. This bird had never heard of the Maximiliansweg. 


Conversing with other hotel guests at breakfast in Bad Reichenhall. They had never heard of the Maximiliansweg either. In fact, we didn't meet any other hikers who had.


 Carly's favorite door in Bad Reichenhall:


Wednesday, June 1, 2022

Querweg photo dump 1: Freiburg to Buchenbach

Freiburg to Bodensee mission accomplished! Elias and I followed the Querweg for seven of our eight hiking days, then decided to veer completely off in Steisslingen to hike our way to Ueberlingen rather than taking a ferry from Wallhausen. In total, we hiked ~200 km, 3,780 height meters up and 3,660 down, over mountains, past lakes and waterfalls, through the Wutach gorge, up to multiple ruins on steep volcanic crags, through woods and fields and towns small and large, plus some boring bits and one day with clouds of mosquitoes so ravenous that we dropped 7 km and two ruins from our route in order to avoid them. 


Tuesday May 17:

We started late morning from our apartment on Admiral Spee Strasse (~ AHD-meer-ahl Shpay SHTRAH-ssuh, or as Komoot calls it, Admiral speeee straaaasss). Before we left, I changed the Komoot language settings from British English to American English; the street name pronunciations are slightly better, but now the voice sounds vaguely depressed most of the time. "You have left the tour [sigh]," it says disappointedly, before telling us [sigh] to look at the map [sigh] or connect to the internet to adjust the route. Komoot still mixes up the directions "left," "right," and "straight," but I've honed my sense of when to trust it and when not to.

Since Elias wouldn't be coming back to Freiburg after this trek, we approached the start of the Querweg somewhat circuitously, doing a loop through the Altstadt to revisit places he didn't have particularly nostalgic memories of from 2009, then headed up the Schlossberg. 

The first noteworthy sight of our trip was one of the twelve stations of the Bananen Passion. Seriously. Bananas hanging from a tree. Apparently the art installation was vandalized just three days after it was installed--which sounds suspiciously well timed, in terms of stones being rolled away from tomb entrances and such. I couldn't get the free online Badische Zeitung registration to work in order to read the full story on this dastardly destruction, but here's the link in case you'd like to try. In the meantime, here's a video about the banana fabrication. Frankly, I'm disappointed that the bananas are fake, since I thought the ones hanging from a tree were supposed to be a commentary on the temporary nature of art.



Looking in the direction opposite the bananas, we saw our last close up view of the Freiburg Muenster. We continued to have distant views well into our second day of hiking. 


Past the bananas, higher up on the hill, we passed a mindful stretching class in the woods...


...as well as a calisthenics trail. E paused to obey the signs:



The Querweg is extremely well marked with blazes: a diamond, half white, half red, on a field of yellow.


We paused at St. Ottilien for some mediocre Kuchen. Carly came out of the backpack for--I confess--the first and only time so far on this trip, in order to greet a local chicken.


Elias, longtime collector of shiny things, was great at spotting interesting beetles.


I photographed this sign because Komoot told us to turn onto Ess Tea when-DELL-in ouegg. The British accent would have said WEEG instead of ouegg, so I considered this an improvement.  


We meandered our way down the hill to the flat Dreisam valley, which we followed past Stegen... 


...past--Warning--chickens at play...


...took a banana break near a lovely lone-hill-on-a-flat-spot...



...then continued into Buchenbach. May is stork nesting season. 


We took a right at the goats...


...and finally landed in Buchenbach, where we checked out the inside of the church St. Blasius (built 1898-1901)...






...and checked into our hotel, which was right on the Querweg. This was the view from our window:


After dinner, we walked to the next village to meet Stefan at the train station; walked back to the hotel to hang out for a bit; walked back to the train station to send Stefan off; and then walked back to the hotel for the night--which is how a 14-mile day becomes an 18-mile day.


 Ta da!



Sunday, December 29, 2019

Another long walk: Steinebach Hechendorf Seefeld Oberalting Meiling

The rain has abated! E and I went for a walk this sunny afternoon, fully intending to end up in Herrsching, but we changed plans in the middle, opting for open fields instead of wooded paths, and a loop walk instead of one-way + train.


As we headed out of Steinebach, we passed an architect's office with a pair of snowpeople outside. It hasn't snowed in Steinebach yet this winter, so we're guessing someone drove down to the Alps to pick up a carload of snow.


It is, however, finally below freezing. The hills were covered with hoarfrost.


Along Steinebacher Weg, heading toward Hechendorf, we saw this bucolic scene featuring Kloster Andechs on the middle-ground morraine and our friend the unfenced cow in the foreground meadow.


Our favorite lone-tree-on-a-hill, in sunlight instead of rain:


Proof that E was there. He took his hat off for this photo.


An underpass in Hechendorf:


I didn't take any photos up at Schloss Seefeld, but several of its galleries were open (on a Sunday!). E and I peeked inside one that was exhibiting intricate, bold necklaces made from copious quantities of silver, exotic feathers, and Bergkristalle ("mountain crystals," known as rock crystals in English--large pieces of remarkably clear quartz). The artist's mother was staffing the store, and she spoke enthusiastically with us about the art. Some of the pieces were displayed on MOOSE ANTLERS. I resisted saying "Wow!! European moose antlers!!" and launching into a discussion of moose, Elch, wapiti, and etymology (mainly because I couldn't remember the German word for "antlers"--Geweih).

Schloss Seefeld was the far point of our loop. Heading back through Seefeld, we came upon the village war memorials: WWI memorial (background), WWII memorial (middle ground), and "Over 60 years of peace 2008" marker (foreground).


Oberalting's St. Peter and Paul Church. The base of the tower dates back to the 15th century; the church was rebuilt and baroquified in the 17th century. The clock and sundial date from 1963.


We had seen multiple 3M signs on our walk, and decided to intentionally follow one. We were glad we did, because otherwise...


...Carly would not have been able to converse with the local chickens, who turned out to be cousins. (Conversing through the fence was a little weird.)


Signs indicate that a 3M factory indeed exists on the hill above Oberalting. E and I were intrigued that the three entrances are numbered 2, 1, and 3. (S says this is because the visitor entrance is the main entrance. We imagine verbal directions might be something like, "Please use entrance #1, the visitors' entrance. It's the second entrance on your right.")


Cars were zipping by us on the road to 3M, so we decided to skip finding the factory and instead cut through a field on a tractor path, hoping to rejoin a trail.

Some of the tractor tracks were filled with ice.

Our plan was foiled by an electric fence, so we turned back. The valley below us was illuminated with golden light.


We continued through the fields on a path that led us past a horse farm...


...over a bridge...


...through the fields...

Look! Up there on the hill! It's the 3M factory!



...to Meiling. This is St. Margarethe Church.


We were treated to some fabulous views as we headed up the road back to Steinebach. Every 50 meters or so, I'd say, "here E, hold my hat so I can take some pictures." E finally said, "you know, you take something like 300 photos every time we go for a walk, but you only keep, like, 10 of them. Why don't you just take those 10 and skip the rest?"


E kept saying the sky looked like a rainbow, and my camera agreed.