What do you do when your family does not want to go for longer hikes? Yes, plan and organise short hikes. In late autumn, we went for two colourful short hikes near Bad Staffelstein.
The last week of this year’s autumn school holidays offered a great opportunity: our kids wanted to stay alone at my parents’ place. This may sound “normal” to lots of folks, for us it isn’t. My parents live something like 550km away.
Less than an hour’s drive from my parents place is Bad Staffelstein, a cute little town in Franconia. The “Bad” in the city name means quite the opposite from the English “bad”, it stands for “spa town”. So, hotel booked, kids taken care of, and off we went.
It is my own fault so I won’t complain. 13 breweries in one day sounds like a lot, same as the 33 km hiking distance. Add starting late, getting lost and darkness coming early, and you will get a rush instead of a hike.
Maybe the two days prior to my 13 breweries trail experience had been too relaxing. A magnificent breakfast I finished way too late, and hence my hiking start was an hour behind schedule. Bad news right at the beginning. Why bad news? I knew the end of the trail would lead me through some woods, darkness I expected to creep in by 18:00h latest. And I certainly had no intention of having a candlelight rendezvous with a hungry family of wild boars, numerous as they are in Franconia.
Starved… that’s one way to phrase what would have happened to me if I had relied on my skills of getting food directly from mother nature (wild berries, wild plants). It was a try, it was yummy, and it certainly was not enough to drive my hunger away.
The initial inspiration came from a book called “Essbare Wildbeeren und Wildpflanzen” (eatable wild berries and wild plants). It is by a chap called Detlev Henschel and – am sorry – all in German. I bought this one after having read a rather remarkable book by the same chap. He paddled long distances with his kayak, the book I read was a tour on the Baltic Sea, with him only eating what he found wherever his day ended.
I do know a few wild plants and berries. However, apart from my own, parents’ or friends’ garden (and, of course, the local market) I have not really plundered nature’s huge resources on eatable wild plants. This little book was going to the basis for my personal cuisine-adventure – that was the plan, and it kind of worked well. Continue reading “Eatable Wild Plants For A Yummy Meal”
After yesterday’s quote I’ll move on into the forest, a place I love to spend hours in. Today’s quote does not necessarily refer to it directly, but I love the ending of the sentence…
My quote for Day Two:
I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it. (William Shakespeare)
Here in Northern Germany, we have the joys of four very different seasons throughout the year (well, usually…). Each one of them has its magic, and right now it is the colourful autumn leaves, the roaming around in heaps of leaves with the kids, the smell of earth, dampness, breathing out already starting to make that funny “steam” like a little dragon. Waste my time in it, in the forest, that’s pure nature, relaxing, magic.
My favourite trail. Small, not overly exciting, no big tourist attraction. To get there, all I need is a six minutes walk from home. A brief post about the beauty of simple things in life.
Little islands of sunshine – everybody needs them for a brief escape. A rich and tasteful espresso, a secretely devoured bar of chocolate. Maybe two hours of sailing, AC/DC’s Thunderstruck on maximum volume, the list could go on forever. One of my little islands is a small, short trail near my house. This has become my favourite trail, despite – or maybe because – of its simplicity. Beautiful new life in spring, lush green in summer, the magic of colourful leaves in autumn, peaceful quiet and no soul in sight in winter. Continue reading “Favourite Trail Near Home”
Millions of people could, only a small percentage manages to do it. It is indeed rather easy to spend an afternoon in the forest. Also for me?
Am still struggling with my breakfast, had too much coffee, or not enough tea, my feet are cold, need to do the washing up, and what about lunch? Wasn’t it supposed to be raining this afternoon? Quite a lot of things (excuses, namely) can stop me from a wonderful time in the forest. Looking at it more honestly, there is only one major hurdle to be taken: the doorstep. Continue reading “Sunny Afternoon In The Forest”