My least favourite part of a meal is dessert… unless there is something which awakens the sweet-toothed child that slumbers within. And there regularly is, no matter where we travel around Europe. […]
Enter a forest and an unseen entity gently detaches your problems and deposits them at the treeline to be collected, or not, when you depart with renewed spring in your step and a glow in your heart. […]
I could give you a raft of reasons why the Waldhotel Fehrenbach in Alpersbach, little more than an extended meadow in Germany’s Black Forest, sticks in our minds as being a hotel with a stand out personality. […]
As we specialise in hiking we regularly find ourselves in areas where figuring out how we’re going to travel to, or return from, a linear walking route using whatever local transport is available can prove somewhat of a ‘suck it and see’ exercise. […]
Where and what is Alpersbach? Google defines it as a river in Germany. We know it as an oasis in the depths of a dense forest – a scenic valley in the heart of the Schwarzwald (Black Forest). […]
As we gingerly step from the warm train onto a freezing, sleet-blasted platform we know there’s no way we’ll escape hypothermia if we attempt the 15km route around the lake dressed as we are. […]
Game dishes in the Black Forest go together like sausage and mash. In this case wild boar sausage with mash potato, plus bacon, gravy, a hill of red cabbage, and, possibly to foster the illusion there’s a healthy element to all this, grapes, pear and cranberries. […]
During four visits to Germany in the last three years we’ve regularly repeated one phrase. “Brits would love this.” […]
It’s one of the most relaxing cities we’ve wandered around, the car-free streets are soothingly calming. Being a university city, Freiburg also has a youthful personality… […]
When we put together walking routes, there are certain ingredients which make a trail memorable. These include scenery with the impact of an uppercut, curios along the way (the odder the better) and, vitally important, a homely hostel… […]
When you’re walking long distances, your feet find their own rhythm, allowing your mind and ears to fall in step so that the act of putting one foot in front of another becomes a vehicle for your thoughts… […]
The latest trigger for the alarm bells going off was spotting a series of letters and symbols chalked above some doors whilst we were hiking in Germany. […]
In the depths of the great Black Forest it was easy to believe we were back in a time where fairy tales didn’t seem quite so fantastical […]
If I’m honest, the words ‘Germany’ and ‘gastronomy’ have never readily coupled in my mind… the reality of our experience versus our preconceptions was both wide of the mark, and on the nose, in equal measure. […]
In a year packed with trails leading into forests, volcanic plains, gorges, valleys and along mountain paths these are five routes which stood out from the rest. […]
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