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Mofettes at Lake Laach demonstrate: The Laacher See volcano, Europe's youngest, didn't go extinct 13,000 years ago; it's just dormant. That's what volcanologists say. And indeed, on the eastern shore of the lake, it's bubbling like a glass of mineral water. Mass amounts of CO2 bubbles rise here, and there's a faint smell of sulfur. Source: https://www.meineeifel.de/mofetten-am-laacher-see/

😯😮It's very interesting to see the mofettes - gas bubbles from inside the lake🫧🫧🫧🫧. 🌋Welcome to the active volcanic Eifel 🌋.

Simply beautiful here at the lake

Always a highlight. A hike around Lake Laacher See is worthwhile at any time of the year.

Very nice here at the lake.

Due to the fallen big tree, the view has a special touch.

Nice bench for big ones.

This oversized seating area is named after the nickname of a legendary figure who has lived in the Giant Mountains for a number of centuries, which are partly in Silesia and partly in Bohemia. Over time, thanks to numerous stories, it has become well-known far beyond the region. According to these ancient legends or myths, however, the mountain spirit reacts very sensitively when someone calls him by this name, which is given here in the highlight. The storyteller Otfried Preußler (born in 1923 in Reichenberg, Bohemia), who is best known for his children's books, put it this way: "In its entirety, the [Giant] Mountains have always had their own master, ... and this was a master of a special kind, not comparable to emperors and kings: he would like to ask that this be forbidden!" Even today, we do not even come close to knowing the true nature of this Giant Mountains gentleman, nor do we know his real name, but he is generally referred to by his nickname or surname, which the esteemed reader should beware of using if he ever finds himself in the Giant Mountains. Indeed, many a person who has called him by his nickname is said to have had a bad experience - as the aforementioned man is a strict gentleman, quick to throw punishing thunderstorms, downpours out of the blue, storms and cold and evil fogs over the path of the mocking bird." (Otfried Preußler in "The Flight to Egypt. Royal Bohemian Part")