We imagine a hike through the white dune landscape to be very different from what awaits us now when we set off back to the west.
Only on Spiekeroog does a seemingly endless undulating grass landscape stretch between the Wadden Sea and dune elevations, which we traverse on a seemingly indiscriminate meandering path.
Wooden pegs with green markings show the direction at wide intervals.
Monotonous, but never boring, we experience the next five kilometers of pure grassland, through which we, Ursula, continue to walk barefoot.