While we crossed the dark underbrush with its huge rock walls and its exagerated green and steaming mossy grounds I thought about what left of “Deutsche Sagen” (German Myths) that I read at primary school. I pictured dragons, elves and fauns and the landscape is totally stimulating this kind of thoughts.
I love mountains but I don’t like abysses so much. In fact I suffer from fear of heights. We had some challenges today and the path along the ridge of Schrammsteine wasn’t made for us. We have been brave enough to turn around and continue to enjoy our hike instead of being threatened by it.
Location: Fürst Pückler Park, Bad Muskau, Leknicka (Poland) / Weather: April in August, sunny & rainy / Distance: 10 km / Animals spotted: some deer jumping out of the woods / Special feature: First time during a hike that I crossed a countries border and first time that I have been to Poland.
The tour group:
Crossing the Neiße (I’m denying myself any further comment) ;-):