September 19, 2016
A short break from the summer break, but not a regular dailies post, those (and I) are still on hiatus. But yesterday was the perfect day to test my injured foot and get a whiff of fresh air around my restless head. So I did what proved to be a good idea: go for a long, long hike.
Starting an hour and a half later than I intended, right at home.
Good morning, Neckar. No swimming today.
Death. And Rain.
When it comes to nature, there’s little that I enjoy more than foggy forests: so beautiful, and yet so melancholic.
At Ziegelhausen, I started to walk the european long-distance-trail E1, heading north.
Just started, but inherently tired.
Break. With oatmeal cookies and ginger tea.
Following the X.
Contemplating how much further to walk. In the end, I arrived at Weinheim with 37.5 kilometres under my sore feet.
Shadow and light. And a bit of fog to obscure things.