It’s October 26, 2024, a day before the switch to winter time. It’s a Saturday, and the sun is shining from a blue sky, warming the air to 20 degrees. What a day! The Harz Mountains are calling, that’s for sure. We park the car at the Schierke train station. First, we head to Hohnehof (HWN17). From there, we continue
October is being so kind to us this year that I often feel drawn outside. Again and again, I’m fascinated by what there is to discover in nature. Right in the Western Ring area, directly by the Ringgleis, stands my Chanel hat! In all its glory, it stands upright on the green grass, surrounded by colorful leaves. I’m so delighted
Ever heard of Harsleben? No? Me neither before now. Yet, it’s worth keeping this place in mind. Why? Well, that’s where the Thekenberg is. However, to be fair, there’s no beer on the Thekenberg. But if you keep hiking towards Halberstadt, then, yes, there are a few more highlights waiting for you: the Fünffingerfelsen (Five Finger Rock), the Klusfelsen, the
I have been to Ilsenburg several times already. It really is a charming little town in the eastern Harz with lots of flair. However, what we encountered this time in the Harz National Park, and especially in such quantities, really surprised us. Closed due to overcrowding To start, we couldn’t find a parking spot in the Ilsetal on this Sunday
It’s a balmy late summer evening in New York – or let’s say Braunschweig – when I suddenly find myself in a situation so bizarre that it could have almost been romantic… if it weren’t for the question of trust and a blind date looming over everything. It all starts with a photo. A harmless photo, taken in front of
