Location: Monbrunn – Wenschdorf – Monbrunn / Distance: 12 km / Weather: 6°C
Rote Beete Mousse: 125 ml Schlagobers 125 g Topfen Saft und Schale von 1/2 Orange 6 Blatt Gelatine 320 g Rote Rüben (vorgekocht) 2 EL dunkler Balsamico-Essig Salz & Pfeffer 2 TL Kren (sehr fein gerieben) 1 EL Ingwer (sehr fein gerieben) Schwarzbrotscheiben (ohne Rand, rund ausgestochen) Zicklein in Wurzelgemüse, Ente mit Semmelknödeln und Sauerkraut, Lime Pie (nach Cynthia Barcomi) […]
May I introduce you to the lake on which I wore ice-skates for the first time of my life? Where I rowed in a wooden boat with my dad? Where my grandpa taught me the dangers of thin ice? Where one summer morning, after a party night out, while starring at the sunrise with my best friend Silvi, we met this guy with an axe who told us that he comes to the forest when he feels the urge to kick some trees asses?
Today it looked peaceful and serene and nobody would ever suppose that this lake has seen all this stories.
Location: Hollersee – Hollerbach – Buchen / Distance: 8 km / Weather: 1 °C, foggy and cold
“Die transsibirische Eisenbahn fährt nicht durch Mörschenhardt” (Andreas Balles, 1990)
This was my first thought when I arrived in this very small village called Mörschenhardt not far away from my hometown in Southern Germany.
In 1990, a former classmate wrote this sentence while imitating Günther Eich, a famous German poet. He – the classmate – became a poet later on – at least he wrote a poetry book.
And there is so much more in this sentence. There are quite a lot of villages where there is, metaphorically speaking, nothing like the Trans-Siberian Railroad. And sometimes this is a great advantage.
Location: Mörschenhardt, Klinge, Ernsttal, Schloss Waldleinigen, (from there we hitch-hiked to Schloßau) – Schloßau – Mörschenhardt / Distance: 12 km / Weather: 2 °C, cloudy & freezing
We went to a friends birthday party who invited us to celebrate with him in a castle in the Scottish Highlands. We arrived by car at night in a hotel near Glencoe and woke up the next morning without having seen the scenery surrounding us.
Can you imagine waking up to this?
I went to Scotland once before and I will never forget the breathtaking atmosphere, the light, the remoteness and the magic of this land. I’m in love again.
On our first day we went for a hike near Glencoe: