A new year, a new round of Sunday pictures. And on an incredibly gray day in Franconia, which was preceded by several more gray days, I am in dire need of blue sky… or at least the ability to look at some, somewhere.
When a lake is as picturesque as the Weitsee…
Sunday Snapshots becomes a two-picture affair.
The first time we visited Reit im Winkl was more or less out of desperation. Since then, it’s become one of my favorite easy weekend escapes. If you want a chance of a day like this though, you had best go early in November. I just checked the village webcams and it is looking distinctly white these days…
“So anyway Sheryl, what I’m trying to say is… though I’ve enjoyed our time together, and I think you’re great of course, I’m really not sure if we’re….
can I help you, cow?”
If there was a day to get the perfect shot of the flowers at the Würzburg’s Festung Marienberg, I think we got it. I’m sure they take pretty decent care of it, but I can’t imagine it gets much better than this.
The downside of picking a major winter sports destination for your snowshoeing weekend is that the village is chock-full of people. The upside? During both of the days that we spent five or six hours tromping around on the mountains in said snowshoes, we saw two other people doing the same. Everyone else was on the ski slopes, or doing rounds on the cross country ski trails that ran through the valley below. We were 100% on our own.
Was that slightly alarming when it started snowing like crazy a few hours into a hike? (That would be blowing snow in the picture above… not smoke.) Yeah… it was. But we lived to tell the tale. Plus, there were plenty of restaurants in town open for dinner when we came back to civilization, thank goodness! A couple of hours trekking through fresh snow really works up the ol’ appetite. 🙂
Though it is currently well below zero and we do have a dusting of snow in our garden, it’s hard to compare our view to this… the driveway of our friends south of Nürnberg in the Oberpfalz. After a long night of fun and games to bid farewell to their Workawayers, we all awoke to find an absolute blanket outside. The snow continued all through the morning and was fairly appropriate…. couldn’t have them returning to Costa Rica without shoveling themselves out of the house first!
Shhhh… do you hear that?
The Australians are coming…
Or at least, I assume so. That’s how you know that it’s almost Oktoberfest time. While I have no immediate plans to make the all-night party this year, this night was a damn good time. The fest this year will be from September 17th until October 3rd, so if you’re planning on going, you still have a few days to practice your Maß lifting techniques, or shop for that new Dirndl. And of course, don’t forget to perfect your “Sweet Caroline” sing-a-long skills. Enjoy!
I cannot believe that this picture was four years ago. That means that it’s been that long since my friend Courtney visited and since we did the House Hunters thing. Doesn’t feel like it but I guess this is where I say that time flies as you get older. In fact, I think I have whiplash… may need a Weltenburger beer to help me cope…
On another hot August afternoon, BV and I were visiting the villagers in the Oberpfalz (or Upper Palatinate), when a few of us decided to go for a hike to their “nearby” castle. After a bit of sweaty off-roading over some rivers, through the woods, up some hills, down some hills, and up some more hills, we managed to reach the castle overlooking the lovely town of Kallmünz. On the way though, we had to take a photo stop, because not only was the view absolutely perfect, but we wanted a front-row seat to this guy jumping off the side of the hill. As for the title of this post…. that is a direct quote as he sailed off.
After that, it was off to the castle, down to the city, and straight to the Biergarten. Summer in Germany is the best.