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Right next to the road, but protected by rows of trees.

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Very easy to navigate. Wide, paved forest road, also used by campers with cars. Plenty of spots for swimming.

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Anyone walking or driving across the bridge here should stop. Not because of the traffic – but for the view. The Spree opens up like a tranquil mirror between forests, reeds, and hidden boat docks. Sometimes covered in water lilies, sometimes clear as glass. And the most beautiful thing: it changes with every weather. Alt Schadow doesn't have a riverside promenade, but it does have that one moment that feels like a vacation – without a selfie stick. If you're in a hurry, you'll miss something. If you stop, you'll understand what a river landscape means.

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If you turn off the Gurkenradweg (cucumber cycle path), you'll find a place beyond the village that needs no spectacle: a bench with a roof, a bit of moss, a glassy Spree River, sometimes with swans on it. The Pretschen Spree Pond isn't a destination in the traditional sense—it's simply a good place to slow down. There's a gentle chirping here, the willows hang low, and if you're lucky, you might even see the church tower in the background. A rest stop that seems out of time—just right for a banana, a sandwich, and a moment to yourself.

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The Pretschen Estate isn't a polished tourist destination, but a place with quirks, edges, and character. The old distillery, with its chimney and still clock, tells of the industrial backbone of days gone by – and of people who knew how to make more than just bread from rye. Those who crave hands-on history will find more than just information panels here: a farm shop with authentic organic specialties, lots of bricks, plenty of peace and quiet – and the reassuring feeling that everything here isn't Instagram-worthy, but real. A place to look and feel.

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The Pretschen Estate isn't a polished tourist destination, but a place with quirks, edges, and character. The old distillery, with its chimney and still clock, tells of the industrial backbone of days gone by – and of people who knew how to make more than just bread from rye. Those who crave hands-on history will find more than just information panels here: a farm shop with authentic organic specialties, lots of bricks, plenty of peace and quiet – and the reassuring feeling that everything here isn't Instagram-worthy, but real. A place to look and feel.

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Anyone cycling south from Schlepzig along the Spreewald Dam will pass through a landscape like something out of an old nature film: shallow ponds, quiet waterways, a causeway path with crunching gravel, and then – almost unexpectedly – a small jetty overlooking a body of water that takes your breath away. This is the Inselsteich (Island Pond): framed by reeds, birch trees, and pines, perhaps a swan in the distance, a gentle rippling, nothing else. This place is far removed from any rush – and it's noticeable: there are no restaurants, no benches with a view, no picnic area. But if you park your bike, pause for a moment, and watch the light play on the water, you'll understand why it's worth stopping here for a while. Tip: Early in the morning or during the golden hour, the Inselsteich seems almost magical. Then the trees and sky are reflected with a clarity otherwise only seen in Canada. And if you're lucky, you might hear the rustling of otters or the call of a crane from the nearby reeds.

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Anyone cycling through the quiet heart of the biosphere reserve in the late afternoon shouldn't miss this place: The Heron Sleeping Pond isn't a spectacular photo spot, but a quiet natural theater for the patient—and perhaps one of the most magical places at dusk. Dozens of herons gather in the shallow waters, striding through the water on their long legs or simply remaining motionless. In the evening, they fly in in small squadrons, stoic and with the wide beat of their wings that cradle the sky. If you're lucky, you might see them gliding over the reed belt like white shadows from the forest at sunset. The pond is a bit off the beaten track—a short detour is worthwhile. No bench, no observation tower, no ice cream stand. Just nature. There's nothing to speak here except the birds, the wind, and the gentle rustling of the reeds. Practical tip: The path is natural, partly sandy, but easily accessible by bike. It's best to bring binoculars and time. Particularly worthwhile in autumn and spring when migratory birds rest.

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