Wednesday, 12 October 2011

Wednesday 5th October - Stadtsteinach, Germany


So much for 'red sky at night, a shepherd's delight'! Today dawned very grey and we had a couple of very light showers over breakfast. The temperature had also dropped quite a lot since yesterday when we had been walking around in T-shirts.
It was a day of lots of chores but we did have the opportunity to have a wander into the town. Close to the campsite, on the edge of the town is a large quarry but it is hidden up a small valley, which meant that we didn't hear any sound from it. On the way into the centre we crossed the river and two mill streams. Mills are a feature of the Frankenwald and nearby Franconian Switzerland as the high land is punctuated by narrow, steep valleys that are ideal for providing water power for sawmills and for crushing the iron ore found here.
Climbing the hill we reached the small town square with its impressive church (rebuilt in the 1990's) and a good selection of bars and eating places. Apart from three bakeries, we didn't see any food shops so it was a good job that we had stocked up on the way yesterday. Stadtsteinach is a pleasant town but blighted somewhat by the busy 303 road that runs through it with many heavy lorries, especially quarry lorries, thundering through its main street.
Photos: Detail of one of a number of carved wooden processional staffs from Stadtsteinach church.

Tuesday 4th October – Stadtsteinach, Germany


Rothenburg is definitely our favourite place on the sojourn so far and is a 'must visit' if you are travelling through this area of Germany. We entered the walled town through a semi-circular bastion bristling with cannon and after walking through a second defensive gateway we found steps up onto the walkway around the town walls. This provided excellent views over the city roofs and towers and gave the opportunity to explore the various gateways on the way. Having walked round over half of the walls, the walkway stopped at the north-east gate of Klingentor and we walked through the streets and then outside the walls until we reached the impressive Burgtor (Castle Gate) where we admired the lovely wooded views from the Castle Gardens. Continuing outside the walls we walked just above the vineyards and found a bench to rest and enjoy the warm sunshine.
Re-entering the city we walked up the main street to the market square. Here the Ratstrinkstube, a former drinking house, has a clock dating from 1910 that celebrates a famous event from the Thirty Years War. In 1631 the Protestant town was captured by General Tilly's 40,000 Catholic troops who then pillaged it for three months. Tilly's was going to raze the town but on a whim said that he would save it if a local could drink a Meistertrunk of wine in one go. A former town mayor, Georg Nusch, took up the challenge and drank the 3 litres in ten minutes. He survived and so did the town but it is reported that it took him a few days to recover! As the clock struck one, General Tilly appeared in a window on the left and Georg Nush with his tankard appeared in a window on the right. He raised his tankard to his mouth and slowly drained it. A great story!
We found a small café off the main street and had an excellent pasta salad. This allowed us to keep going for another couple of hours investigating more of the lovely town.
Returning to the van, we found it surrounded by gypsies in caravans who had occupied a large part of the motorhome parking area. We hadn't decided whether to move on or spend another night in Rothenburg but when the children started asking us for money, that made our mind up.
We had thought of stopping at another stellplatz in Bamberg but we decided to leave that for another visit to Germany and headed instead for Stadtsteinach in the Frankenwald. The journey was pretty with a number of Schloss (castle) sightings and we arrived at the campsite at 19:00 with a lovely sunset promising good weather for tomorrow. By the time that we had booked in, filled with water and settled down, time was getting on so I opened a tin of ravioli for dinned. My culinary talents know no bounds!
Photos: Rothenburg town wall and walkway; The famous clock; The Castle Gate; Plonlein Square is the most photographed place in Rothenburg showing two town gates and the pretty houses.




Monday 3rd October - Rothenburg ob der Tauber, Germany


We were in two minds regarding our plans for today. There was something happening in the town today (German Reunification Day public holiday) but what little information we had defied translation using our German-English dictionary. Jane thought that it might be some sort of procession but we didn't know. We decided to move on and as we navigated our way out of the town we encountered more diversions as the road closures had been extended. It was clear that many people were heading for Bad Schussenfried and when we passed a wagon on a trailer we came to the conclusion that Jane's procession theory was probably correct.
On the recommendation of the Michelin Germany and Cadogan Bavaria guides, we headed for Rothenburg ob der Tauber but decided to stop at Dinkelsbuhl (also recommended) on the way. Dinkelsbuhl is a mediaeval walled town and is full of beautiful half-timbered houses. The main church and the town's symbol St. George is quite spectacular – thin and very tall with graceful pillars lit by huge spear-shaped windows. The town was very busy, it being a holiday Monday, but it was easy to lose the crowds by walking off the main drag. We spent a very pleasant couple of hours wandering the streets.
On then to Rothenburg ob der Tauber where we parked on the southern edge of the town at a car park with 50 places for motorhomes. It was busy but we found a place with the ability to connect into a metered electricity supply.
Photos: A covered bridge leads through the city walls into Dinkelsbuhl; Lovely varied architecture in Dinkelsbuhl.


Sunday 2nd October - Bad Schussenfried, Germany


Despite the fact that we could hear every song very clearly in the van last night, we dropped off to sleep almost immediately and had an excellent night's sleep.
We were determined to get into the tent today and headed to it in the late afternoon just after the church service had been broadcast from it across the fields to Henrietta. This time here was no crowd outside – they were all inside! There were hundreds of people sat at tables in the vast marquee but there were plenty of spaces so we chose a table in front of, but not too close to, the large stage where a band was setting up. By far the majority of people were wearing traditional dress – very pretty dirndels for the women and, not so pretty in my opinion, ledenhosen for the men. A leaflet gave us a menu and drinks price list and also showed the programme for the weekend in the festival tent. It appeared that the only chargeable events were in the evening, the remainder being free entry. It has always been one of my objectives in life to drink beer from one of those enormous 1 litre steins (known as a Mass) that they have at German beer festivals. Here was my opportunity, in fact there was no choice as that was the only way they served it. Many couples were sharing one between them and we did the same. When we ordered a refill, difficulty in translation resulted in a horrible error – we ended up with a litre of Radler, a lager shandy. I drank some of this but couldn't cope and was forced to order my own Mass of Schusserieder Original No. 1, leaving the shandy to Jane.
The food was good and the music was good, again punctuated by that drinking refrain and, yes, they did all raise their steins of foaming beer whilst singing it. We, or at least I, could have stayed their all afternoon but I probably wouldn't have made it back to the van later, so we headed of to the town to investigate it in the daylight. On the way we admired a display of vintage tractors, some with caravans attached.
The former abbey was very pretty, as was its church. The Brewery Museum bar was packed and there were crowds sat out in its beer garden enjoying the sun (the mist cleared earlier today) and another oompah band. Back in the main street we came across another band who played humorous songs (judging from the crowd reaction but lost on us) and also Beatles numbers. At the end of their spot they played an encore of 'My Butterfly' – Jane was somewhat taken aback as she had been given a copy of that single, in French, as a present when she was on a German school exchange visit nearly 40 years ago!
When we got back to the van we found four tractors with their caravans attached parked up by us!
The evening was spent watching a DVD before going to bed with the lullaby of the oompah music.
Photos: The Oktober Fest marquee showing about a third of its area; Two drinkers enjoying their beer; These two circulated inside and outside of the marquee selling bread shaped like pretzels; A vintage tractor and trailer that had travelled twice on a pilgrimage to Santiago de Compostela in Spain – they must be very keen tractor and Roman Catholic enthusiasts!




Saturday 1st October - Bad Schussenfried, Germany


When we were planning our trip early in September, I had found mention of a prehistoric lake village museum (Pfahlbau Museum) on the shore of Lake Constance. Close to us in Somerset, archaeologists discovered the Glastonbury Lake Village and the Sweet Track, uncovered during peat extraction on the Somerset Levels, is the oldest known trackway in the world. We were therefore very interested in the museum and, given that it was so close to Zurich, it was put on our 'must visit' list.
Once again it was very misty and there was no chance of enjoying the views over Lake Constance on the way. However, when we arrived at the museum in Uhldingen the murky weather added to the atmosphere and it was easier to imagine the Stone Age and Bronze Age people going about their daily lives.
The museum consists of a collection of reconstructed Stone and Bronze Age houses set on piles above the lake close to the shore. They are based on finds from the hundred or so settlements found on or by lakes in the Lake Constance area. Uhldingen itself had a huge Bronze Age settlement of some 80 houses surrounded by a palisade although this appears to been on dry-ish land on the lakeside.
The guided tour took us to two of the reconstructed Stone Age houses where the guide explained in great detail, unfortunately in German that was well beyond our understanding, about life in the Stone and Bronze Ages. We were however able to see the construction of the houses with kitchens, storage, working and sleeping areas. The houses were full of reconstructed artefacts such as pottery, furniture, cooking utensils, ovens, fishing nets and traps and many other tools. The houses were themed by trade such as 'The Potter's House', 'The Weaver's House' etc. although it was made clear that this was done to assist in organising the tourists visits. There is no evidence that individuals followed a single trade. The tools and techniques were demonstrated by the guide and these we could understand. Flour was produced using a pair of grinding stones, fire produced by striking flint with a piece of fool's gold, hand axes were drilled to enable them to be fitted to a wooden shaft (a slow process at 1mm per hour!) and flint was knapped to produce knives, scrapers and arrow heads. A stone axe hafted to a long wooden handle, used for tree felling and shaping, was passed around and it was great to be able to feel the weight and balance of an authentic recreation of a Stone Age tool.
After the guided tour we were left to our own devices to investigate the village although the interior of the themed houses could only be seen on the guided tours. Three of the houses in the Bronze Age section were open and had scenes with life-sized figures demonstrating prehistoric life on the themes of living and crafts, environment and animals, and cult and religion. Here there were short descriptions in English and this aided our understanding. After a conversation with the guide before we bought our tickets, we purchased a guide to the museum in English and we were able to refer to this as we walked around. Some time later I was able to read the rest of the substantial guide and I must say that it is excellent, providing a wealth of information and well worth the €4 price tag.
One of the most interesting exhibits was a cart based on excavated finds including a complete wooden wheel found in waterlogged conditions north of Lake Constance. By experimental archaeology it has been determined that the cart would only take two days to make and that it could be dismantled in 30 minutes for storage! At the entrance to the museum were a few rooms of interesting finds and reconstructions with descriptions in English. I was even more impressed when I found a model reconstruction of a wooden trackway with the note “ Model 'Sweet Track'. Somerset shire Southwest-England (GB). Age of the original: 5800 years.”
I can thoroughly recommend the Pfahlbau Museum if you are visiting the area and don't forget to buy the excellent English guide book.
We had identified a stellplatz at a brewery museum in Bad Schussenfried, a town famous for its beer and this, in my humble opinion, seemed like a very good place to spend the night. When we got there, it turned out to be the weekend of their Oktober Fest. This was even better news as we had seen many advertised on our journey and were hoping to be able to experience one. The bad news was that, unsurprisingly, the stellplatz behind the brewery was heaving and we couldn't squeeze Henrietta in anywhere. Jane had identified another Stellplatz in the town so we plugged the coordinates into the Sat Nav and set of. It turned out to be on the edge of town close to a lake and across a few fields from the biggest beer tent that I have ever seen. Music drifted, or rather stormed across the fields and invaded the van. It wasn't going to be the quietest pitch but there was plenty of room and it was only a short walk to where all of the Fest action was happening. Early in the evening we went to investigate to festival tent and found a large crowd outside. It appeared to be a chargeable event and the tent was full with bouncers preventing anyone else entering. We walked on into town which was interesting but there didn't appear to be any other events happening there. We found the Schusserieder Brewery Museum bar which we would call the Brewery Tap – the pub attached to the brewery. Obliged to sample to local brew, we found some seats amongst the traditionally dressed locals and ordered two beers. Jane was going to order a 0.3 litre glass but I persuaded her to have half a litre so that I could have some of hers. The beer was very good and, much to my disappointment, Jane easily managed to drink the whole of hers.
When we got back to Henrietta, the festival tent was still pulsating to the music. The entertainment was one of the many Bavarian oompah bands and after every few numbers they sang the standard drinking refrain joined, it seemed, by the whole of the audience who were presumably raising their glasses full of foaming beer – not that I was jealous, you understand.
Photos: The Bronze Age houses; The Stone Age village taken from the pallisade that surrounded it – the main building was though to be a village meeting house on the original excavations; The cart; The Schusserieder brewery tap bar.




Friday 30th September – Worblingen, Germany


The pattern of the weather over the last few days has been heavy mist in the morning with the sun making a late appearance at about 16:00. It hasn't been cold but we haven't had the hot sunshine that they seem to be enjoying in England. This hasn't worried us as the company has been more important than the weather but now we are moving on and it would be good to see the sun!
Well the morning dawned even mistier than ever and, after lots of sad farewell, we set off from the campsite, skirting Zurich and heading towards Lake Constance (Bodensee to the Germans). In our huge German Stellplatz book we had spotted a new entry listed at Worblingen, not far from Lake Constance and just over the border in Germany. We found the site on the edge of the village, next to a stream and with views over fields and woodland. There were four vans there already and the last position was taken shortly after we arrived.
We were very keen to watch the England v Scotland Rugby World Cup match in the morning and so I set up the satellite dish. Whatever I did, I couldn't get the system to lock onto the satellite and, very frustrated, I had to accept that we wouldn't be able to watch the rugby.
We took a walk into the village and then I got out my bike for its first outing of the trip. Germany is excellent for marked walks and cycle tracks, every village seems to have many of them and the stellplatz had a footpath and cycle track running straight past it. I cycled a few kilometres beside the river into the next village of Bohlingen. We didn't find any open shops in Worblingen but here I found a farm shop with two mobile shops parked outside, one selling meat and the other cheese. That was dinner sorted! Shortly afterwards, I found a supermarket and was able to buy a few bottles of German beer – the choice is quite bewildering.
The mist finally cleared enough to let the sun through for a couple of hours before dusk descended and we were able to sit out and enjoy it before retreating into the van.
Photos: Bohlingen church with its separate tower.

Wednesday 28th and Thursday 29th September - Zurich, Switzerland


The next morning we all walked up the hill, lead by Seb, to his school arriving for 08:30. This was an excellent constitutional and got us moving early, leaving the rest of the morning to investigate the area. This we did, visiting a park on the shore at the western end of the lake within Zurich city on Wednesday and the pretty lakeside village of Rapperswill on Thursday. It was lovely to find that Swiss parents are happy for their children to walk to and from school on their own from an early age and Seb did the same arriving back shortly after mid-day. In the afternoons Henry slept and this gave us time to play with Seb. The flat has a large patio and a grass area that gives a play space for the children. It also provides a wonderful area for barbecues, outdoor eating (which we did on Tuesday with Josh excelling on the barbecue) and for relaxing and drinking in that wonderful view, which we did frequently and I would happily do again at any time.
We had a fantastic time with Caroline, Josh and the boys, they really are a lovely family and we were very grateful that they put up with us for the duration. We hope that we will be able to repay the compliment in the near future if they are able to visit us in Somerset.


Photos: Seb tries on his new pirate outfit; Caroline plays with Henry in a Zurich park – in the background is Henry Moore's famous sculpture 'Sheep Piece' that used to be exhibited outside Clark's shoe factory in Street, Somerset, close to where we live; Martin assists Caroline in producing a gourmet apple pie.