Wanderonkel 🧔🏼‍♂️🐌

Today, after a long wait, I dusted off my hiking boots.

My Mother's Day outing with my foster grandchild and the best wife of all was supposed to be to Bad Wildbad.

The treetop walk with the observation tower was supposed to be the destination.

The walk with the observation tower was very beautiful and

Today I had to get through the timetable!!



Every train 🚇 was late and then again not!



A drama with the DB.



Möckmühl has been on my bucket list for a long time.

Half-timbered houses have fascinated me for a long time, so let's go.



Middle Ages meets modernity is one of Möckmühl's mottos and that hits the nail

Somehow it has to go on. The new 🥾 have to be broken in.

It was very "shady", I'm not used to that anymore.

I was at the Rutesheim leisure park anyway, so I went home.

It was nice, my shoes held up well and are looking forward to further adventures.

The question for me was how can one describe a tour that is in itself unspectacular nicely? This would be my attempt:

The hike first leads to the outskirts of Gebersche. There, the view sweeps over wide, gently rolling fields. A light veil of mist gives the meadows a special depth and tranquility.

The

Today I finally "dared" to go outside again and took advantage of the foggy weather to go on a little tour in front of my front door.

Sometimes things turn out differently than you think - especially when the DB comes into play.

My big trip to Lindau? Well, the train canceled it without further ado.

Instead, I thought, why not finally do the long-planned tour from Calmbach to Neuenbürg?

At least the DB was kind and kept the delays

Today my friend Uwe actually agreed to go on a simple tour with me.



That's why we chose the Schaichtal today.



First we went down forest highways to the Scheich. This small stream babbles idyllically through the idyllic valley.



Unfortunately there were just far too many cyclists on the road.



But luckily after

Today our path took us to the beautiful Tannheimer Valley, where I flew through the air countless times with a paraglider during my wild Sturm und Drang period. Until the best of all wives said that was a bit too adventurous.



After all these years, it was a wonderful feeling to be up there again. To my

Today I, the best wife of all and our foster grandson, ended up in Riezlern in the always beautiful Kleine Walsertal.



The weather suggested that there would be an endless view after a stormy night.



So we drove up the Kanzelwald.



As the pictures prove, the view was also stunning.



My two companions are dyslexic

This could have been a nice, leisurely hike, but then I lost my way and then my balance.

A double rollover and then I ended up against a tree.

I went down a good 3 meters.

Now I just had to make it up to the road. Easier said than done.



Luckily, the best woman of all was at the outdoor pool in Calw due to