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Draußen bin ich lieber als drinnen. Und draußen am liebsten wandernd mit meiner Hündin Fosca. Seit Mai 2020 dokumentiere ich Aktivitäten auf Komoot. Aus dem Regime zur Erlangung bestimmter Titel habe ich mich verabschiedet. Ich zeige gerne meine Aktivitäten, und freue mich sehr über Austausch, Lob, Kritik und Anerkennung. Mein Blick auf die Welt soll durchaus vielfältig sein. Er ist einerseits geprägt durch das Sehen, denn ich habe eigentlich stets eine Kamera dabei. Andererseits interessieren mich inhaltliche Hintergründe von Landschaft, Natur und Ornithologie ebenso wie Siedlungsstrukturen und -geschichte. Ich frage dabei immer nach der Geschichte und den Geschichten. Ich mag es gerne, unterwegs mit Menschen ins Gespräch zu kommen. Entsprechend schätze ich an Komoot die Kommentarfunktion, denn darüber kann ich mich austauschen. Dabei finde ich Witz, buddhistische Gelassenheit, Wortspiele und ja, gerne auch Kalauer bereichernd. Kurz gesagt: ich möchte mich freuen, und nicht ärgern.
Nun ein Blick in die Technikabteilung, da ich häufig nach meiner Foto-Ausrüstung gefragt werde. Ich nutze alles, was mir zur Verfügung steht. Da ist einmal das iPhone. Häufiger ist es die Fujifilm X-Pro2, die eingesetzten Objektive decken 16-400mm ab (entspricht 32-600mm KB). Manchmal tut es auch die kleine Fujifilm XF-10 mit fester Brennweite (28mm). Da ich immer noch gerne die klassische Spiegelreflexkamera mag, nutze ich die Nikon D850. Die Objektive reichen von 12-500mm. In bestimmten Situationen fotografiere ich mit der Hasselblad L1D-20c an der Mavic 2 Pro.Einige der hier dokumentierten Wanderungen finden sich auch auf unbewandert.de.Kontakt: email@example.comAlle Texte und Fotos ©Burkhard. Alle Rechte vorbehalten. Kontaktieren Sie mich, wenn Sie mehr wollen, als sich die Bilder anzuschauen. All texts and photos ©Burkhard. All rights reserved. Contact me for use other than viewing on this site.
One last greeting from Bavaria before going home on Thursday. The journey will take longer than usual as we have an extremely valuable passenger on board who has to be brought home safely and undamaged. We are of course talking about our Bavarian addition to the family, a little male boxer. When finding a name for the puppy, there was only the requirement that the name should begin with an I, because it is the I-litter of Alt-Bayern. When the cards were put on the table, my wife had chosen Ignatius. Well, I have to admit that that wasn't exactly my case, although not only my wife, but also our temporary Bavarian environment are completely excited about the choice of name. Ignatius von Alt-Bayern, so he is practically qualified for higher orders from birth. Pope or President of FC Bayern would be the least. Even Ingolstadt would be a size too small ... When my wife suggested the name to me, however, I knew immediately that my big hour had struck. I agreed immediately (that should have made my wife suspicious ...) because my suggested name was Iggy. I was thinking of a certain James Newell Osterberg from Michigan, called Iggy Pop, who also provides the music for today. Ignatius or Iggy? It was immediately clear that the two proposals were not alternatives. There was no debate, no 11m shooting and no drawing of lots. But: Ignatius comes into the papers (after all, we don't want to obstruct him ...), he is called Iggy. Period. Out. Everyone is happy…The pictures were taken in the last two days.Pictures # 2-4 show Fosca. The last picture shows Fosca and Iggy's first meeting. Fosca immediately felt responsible and the little man tipped off afterwards.
Hace 2 días
There are places with factual names (“Frankfurt”), places with meaningless names (“Bielefeld”), places with bizarre names (“Elend”) and places where you have to giggle or where your head starts to spin. Gut Hodenberg, Schloss Fikensolt, Fickmühlen, Hymendorf, Drangstedt are names that are all already familiar. Pörnbach is also part of it, at least if you enter it on the wrong platform, which maliciously insists on Pornbach. I was able to experience that when I first traveled to Pörnbach and was looking for accommodation. Pörnbach is, to begin with the appropriate celebrities, the birthplace of Fosca, and Fosca is also one of the reasons for our stay. She is here for 10 days in the training camp to perfect her skills. For us it's vacation….
The first mayor of the municipality of Pörnbach welcomes you to the homepage. "Pörnbach is a community with a good 2,100 inhabitants and is located in the beautiful Hallertau in the north-western part of the Pfaffenhofen district and is the junction of the two federal highways B 13 / B 300. Our community is characterized by the Toerringian lordship, asparagus and hops cultivation."
There is no better, more concise and more open way to describe the place. A short tour through the town confirms this. This year's asparagus season has long since ended, the harvest workers have left again, and only the shoots with their still green asparagus blossoms can be seen on the asparagus fields. The hop fields, which give the landscape its unmistakable character with their 10-12 m long poles, are only harvested in August. Which brings us to beer and the ubiquitous Toerring noble family. You own extensive estates here (all of which are probably leased) and have lived in Pörnbach Castle since 1662. Over the years there have been repeated structural changes to the castle and its extensive outbuildings. After 1946 the castle and the associated building complexes offered accommodation for refugee families. Then the area fell into disrepair until everything was completely renovated in 2005. Apparently the castle is also used as a place for celebrations, but we found it locked and with two nameplates of a member of the family and, as I was told, his Russian partner, an artist. I managed to take a photo by holding the camera up over the not low fence. The drone would have been helpful here. In the immediate vicinity there are some mostly vacant parts of the Toerringschen Brewery, one of the oldest German breweries. As a first step, beer production has been relocated to Freising since 2005. The local gastronomy didn't like that at all, because the beer is warm when it is delivered from Freising. I was allowed to photograph a delivery this morning. The management of the brewery only remained in Pörnbach for a few years. Today it houses asylum seekers and the post office. The old malting chimney, on which a pair of storks nests almost every summer, is, along with the parish church, a symbol of the Pörnbach community.
Hace 6 días
The Swabians are known as a hard-working tribe, and in fact, not only does the engine start here on Monday morning at 8:00 a.m., it also revs up quite high. The peaceful weekend break is over. Not only are they certain that they are building the best cars in the world, no, they are also trying successfully in completely alien areas. For example whiskey distillation. Master distiller Hitzer from the Swabian Alb says: “Letschtlich is a grain brandy that goes into the barrel”. The Hitzer or the Brigantia does very well in tastings. The latter, of course, only comes onto the market after it has received its finish on board a Lake Constance ship. A unique selling point, because unfortunately the Scots have no Lake Constance. Scottish highland cattle are also kept and bred here, in Aichschieß, the starting point of today's hike. Aichschieß has 1,500 inhabitants and is said to have originated in the 9th century, the name probably comes from the abundant oaks that were cleared here. The Scottish Highland cattle are a domestic breed of cattle from, well, Scotland. The animals are smaller than other cattle breeds that are bred for meat. They are very robust and weather-resistant - a quality that always helps me in my wife's Swabian family ...
The small size and the sedate friendliness of the animals is fascinating, and Johnny, the baby of the herd, is not averse to modeling. Johnny probably got his name from Tine Ti, to whom I dedicate this tour today. She has been here several times (most recently: komoot.de/tour/396989460?ref=itd) and was the trigger for today's hike. From Aichschieß we go into the Schurwald in the direction of Esslingen, until we see the mighty chimneys of the Altbach / Deizisau EnBW thermal power station. Then it's back to Aichschieß through a varied landscape. Also of interest is the church in the tent in Kimmichsweiler, with an attached soccer field and a small ark.
20 de julio de 2021
We are in Kernen in the Remstal, namely in the district of Stetten, the other part is called Rommelhausen, and we are currently on vacation there for a few days. Stetten is known for one or two top winemakers, the only Greek restaurant in Germany with a Michelin star and a high Gault Millau rating and for the Diakonie Stetten, a very large provider of assistance for the disabled. By the way, the most prominent patient was Herman Hesse, who was forcibly taken to the mental hospital at the time for five months by his parents at the age of 15 in 1892. He worked in the garden and helped teach the mentally handicapped children (Wikipädia). Stetten also has a number of traditional restaurants, such as the "Ochsen", whose story also includes the fact that Michael Schumacher met the then Mercedes motorsport boss Norbert Haug and other Mercedes grandees for a cream roast with fried potatoes to prepare for a later move to Mercedes. Incidentally, the creamed roast in the ox is still excellent today…. The surroundings of Stetten are very beautiful, we visited the Y-Burg last September. Today we went in the opposite direction, which is characterized by the fact that vineyards and orchards alternate here. A beautiful landscape that is pervaded by bewitching scents, especially in the early morning. The industrial production of espalier fruit, however, shouldn't be looked at very closely…. At the end of our little walk with Fosca we came across a place that has it all. An antique dealer uses abandoned and partly open greenhouses as storage and sales areas. The antiques are more like junk goods, and because the location and content correspond so closely, the result is a consistently bizarre scene of decay. The dealer advertises his business with the following text, the grammatical subtleties of which you should let yourself melt in your mouth: “With A *** you have the feeling of rummaging through ancient attics or sheds yourself. So don't expect any highly polished pieces, but antiques that have been left in their originality, just as we found them. "
18 de julio de 2021
The idea of the last stage of not depicting a morning mood and no sky drama has, one has to say, over-fulfilled today. Not only was there no (visible) sunrise, but the sun could not be seen at all. I was able to photograph a small replacement at the end of the stage. Today the point of getting up early was more that we wanted to complete the stage without getting wet. We succeeded, but unfortunately only almost. Anyway, from 10:00 a.m. it had rained down completely. So everything was fine.
This section of the hike was completely different from all previous ones. Basically, the communities of Weyhe (the starting point) and the community of Stuhr (the destination) are strongly oriented towards Bremen. Most of the people who live here work in the nearby city. At the same time, trade and industry settled here to a large extent. Between residential and commercial areas, there is fallow land, there is still agriculture and some almost undisturbed sections of nature. Everywhere there is rottenness, there is vacancy, there is a new start, there is construction. In short, we find classic suburban structures. In this respect, this section lacks dreamy or romantic parts, because here people live cleanly and work hard. Somehow fitting that it is not embellished by the sun, but instead rolls out shadowless and flat in front of us. While still in the community of Weyhe, we visit the Marienkirche, a classicist brick church from the 18th century, in the Leeste district. In front of the church there is an old bell that a certain Meta Rumsfeld had donated in memory of her husband Johann Rumsfeld. Anyone who thinks of the former (and who died last month) US Secretary of Defense Donald Rumsfeld is rightly so. His great-great-grandfather Hermann Rumsfeld emigrated to America with six children from Weyhe in 1866 after the death of his wife. Donald Rumsfeld visited the family several times during his time as ambassador to Europe.
With the goal of Seckenhausen we enter the community of Stuhr. There is also a lot to tell in due course (and to discuss it with Karen ...). Seckenhausen is one of the youngest places in the Bremen bacon belt, called the bacon belt, because a large proportion of its residents earn income in Bremen, but pay income tax, property tax and other duties in Lower Saxony. I've probably written that before, but I'm basically of the opinion that someone from Bremen can't say and write that often enough. The young Seckenhausen is first mentioned in the second half of the 16th century. This village was apparently founded from small beginnings in the outskirts of Brinkum, and here you get exactly the impression described above of how town merges into country.
14 de julio de 2021
We'll start with a correction. On Komoot, not least through incorrectly titled highlights (at least until this morning), it is specified that today's hike would lead through the blockland. It doesn't, because blockland is the area on the Bremen side of the Wümme. It is even a separate local office district. Our hike does not start in the blockland, but in St. Jürgensland. So much time and precision has to be. Like (almost) always we start before the rising sun, but we also have to deal heavily with setting rain without being really prepared for it. Perhaps we should hear something about Wet Wet Wet again, but let's leave that ... One idea, namely not to depict a morning mood with a sky drama, is already perdu. A second idea of not photographing a deer today was difficult to persevere, but in the end the renunciation triumphed. But now it’s off, we are at the Untere Wümme, the river here depends on the tide. And this fact literally ruined this natural course of the river, which is unique for northern Germany. The Wümme is a case of renovation because it has been severely damaged by the deepening of the Lower Weser river, which continues to this day (the state of Bremen has just waved through the next stage). Too much water runs off here at low tide, so there are fewer and fewer shallow water areas. This puts the habitats of many insects, fish and water birds at great risk. The Lesum barrage built to protect Hamme and Wümme is a good indicator: Whereas in the 1970s it had to be closed around 20 times a year due to excessive level fluctuations, it is now necessary 120 times. An ecological trend reversal is urgently required.
The St. Jürgensland is flat and almost endless. Accordingly, it is very lonely on this side of the world, there are only a few houses and hardly any courtyards. You don't have to have a lot of baroque blood in you to experience this landscape as brittle. Even the die-hard north German can feel it that way. Human life only comes into view again after we have left the Wümmedeich and walk past Truper Blänken into the old village of Trupe. Truper Blänken, originally a shallow and branched inland lake, has now dried up and is a (small) nature reserve, this is exactly where the Wörpe originally flowed through the shallow lake and then into the Wümme. We pass a small residual arm, then we are in troop. It is the oldest part of Lilienthal, because by the year 950 at the latest, five farms were established here. We reach Trupe with a view of a large farm, the Wittenburg, one of the oldest farms in the village. The courtyard is, I can't put it differently, disfigured by a larger than life tap in the courtyard and the generous use of outwardly curved hardware store windows. I took a sneaky picture and transferred it to the virtual wastebasket in my darkroom. We pass the now very large organic dairy (with farm shop and Melkhus, highly recommended) Dehlwes and the a little neglected carriage museum, before we reach the church "Our dear lady" from 1180 on the easternmost property of the place, a wonderful gem with a centuries-old Graveyard. Unfortunately, but that's how it is today, the town's chapel is separated from the town by the Lilienthal bypass. After that we were silent and stopped taking photos, it was time to look for a coffee….
8 de julio de 2021
- So, nun aber los
As is well known, the Internet is new territory for all of us. "What can we expect in Oberneuland then?" I asked myself when Burkhard invited us on a tour through the parks of his local neighborhood.All of this already last autumn. But due to the intermittent C-restrictions, we only started hiking together today - which was perfect timing, as there couldn't be anything better on this beautiful summer day than strolling through a number of parks in this well-to-do district, led by our local photo artist, whom we were allowed to watch "at work".Unfortunately, my pictures are completely mixed up; I tried a camera that was new to me today and we are still in the getting to know each other ...Just a beautiful summer day - thank you, Burkhard, for the invitation!Chapel:
27 de junio de 2021
Constantin will describe the possibly cryptic title of the tour in his version ... In October of last year Constantin and Micha invited me to the Lower Saxony-Bremen border area. It was so much fun that I couldn't wait to invite them to a return visit to a purely Bremen area. And hey presto, after just eight months it worked. It was, of course, due to the pandemic, we are well equipped with common sense and incidentally of state discipline. And before Delta strikes (after the European Football Championship we will definitely get our receipt) we wanted to finally make it happen today.
Oberneuland is a small Bremen village, which was first mentioned in a document in 1181, with, I am shocked, now over 13,000 inhabitants. But you don't notice much because most of them like to stay at home or use the SUV. The streets are in a pitiful condition and there are no sidewalks either. We make our way here on sand between oaks. Horses and tractors are part of the street scene, as we have more riding stables than kindergartens and a considerable number of farms are still intact.
Oberneuland is also referred to as a celebrity district, but that cannot be because we have the bad roads mentioned, because we have such a poorly developed telephone network that cell phone calls are only possible in certain weather conditions - and especially because I live here. Oberneuland became a special part of the city when, in the second half of the 18th century, merchants, ship owners and tobacco traders from Bremen began to build magnificent summer residences, mansions and parks here. Today there is a wide range of splendid but not necessarily tasteful villas and other residential buildings. It is constantly being compressed, wherever an old house plot comes onto the market, the successor buildings significantly change the village character. What German builders generally shy away from can only be found here in microscopic doses: avant-garde or at least architecturally more sophisticated buildings. The fashion waves are reflected, currently the column at the entrance is very popular, in memory of Athens or maybe just Athens / Georgia. When in doubt, it looks like a medium-sized savings bank branch with pillars. The actually old summer residences and mansions have mostly been incorporated into foundations or otherwise socialized, so almost always accessible or open to visits. Today we visited Heinekens Park, Höpkens Ruh, Muhles Park, Ichon Park and Hasses Park. We left out four, including the park at the property with the beautiful name Gut Hodenberg (that would have been something for RTL2 viewers), but at some point you won't park it anymore.
27 de junio de 2021
If the word “arch” was ever needed in human history, then at the latest when describing the course of the Weser. At least as far as the transition into the Lower Weser, a short cartographic view proves this, there is arch after arch. The one that is most sung about is of course the one at the Weserstadion, but we're leaving that alone today, as it has enough to do with watching over second division games for an indefinite period of time. Today we start hiking at another bend in the Weser, namely the one in Dreye in the municipality of Weyhe. It is the first stage left of the Weser. Dreye comes from Middle Low German and means nothing more than "to turn". In Low German it is called “de Dreih”, a curve or, well, an arch of the Weser. This is no longer very clearly visible today, as the sharp curve was smoothed out at this point at the end of the 18th century. Remnants of the old Weser are still visible as a severed oxbow lake. Dreye got a bypass two decades ago. At the time, this met with a lot of approval in the village, but in the end the traffic-calmed areas are frequent, and Dreye is one such example, completely bled out. Those who drove this forward moved away because one shop after the other had to close due to a lack of customers. Apart from a bakery, the operator of which only sells bleak baked products (yes, our breakfast only got 2/10 today ...), there is not much left. The houses are falling into disrepair. Sad wild west places will be.
But it was a nice starting point for our hike, because we started with real sky fireworks on the Weser. However, there was no ground fog, just in case someone should ask about it ... From there we went in the direction of the Hache river, the actual main character of the day. The Hache is about 33 km long and flows into the Kirchweyher See between Kirchweyhe and Dreye. There the Ochtum flows in the direction of the Weser (mouth at Altenesch). The Hache comes from the direction of Bruchhausen-Vilsen and was renatured between 1993 and 2002. Before we reach it, we discover the Kirchweyher Felicianuskirche, a late Romanesque brick building from 1250. It is a church that looks particularly massive due to its tower and is definitely worth a visit. Then we are finally at the Hache and hike through quarry forest and a wonderful deciduous forest to the water mill Südweyhe. This is one of the most beautiful parts of our UBU stages so far. After a short detour to Weyhe, our path joins a several kilometers long dead straight grass path through grain fields. If we compare the degree of ripeness of the grain with the pictures from last week, it is again noticeable how quickly the traffic light jumped from green to yellow. During this part of the trail, many childhood memories came to mind because we were doing exactly what we were doing then: walking through seemingly endless fields of rye, wheat and barley without seeing anything else. Especially no corn….
23 de junio de 2021
Today we completed the last of the stages to the right of the Weser. Ok, there are still three missing, but when everything is done it will be the last. At some point it all comes together. We started near the Oyter See, which we gave ourselves as a gift, it is a lake that was created by the construction of the motorway and is only of moderate scenic attraction. And we didn't want to swim. So we also had the advantage of experiencing wonderfully foggy meadows in the light of the rising sun, including flying over a group of cranes. Where there is a lake created by the construction of a motorway, the motorway is not far away, in this case even two, the A27 (Walsrode-Cuxhaven) and the A1 (Hamburg-Ruhrgebiet-Cologne), which meet here at the Bremer Kreuz. In this respect we had the highway noise like a tinnitus in our ears all the time. Then we hiked along the Bremen-Hanover railway line, which was also associated with noise. While we were integrated into the landscape of Wümme and Wörpe on the last two stages, and Bremen seemed very far away, this section was clearly within call and earshot of the city, its traffic and industries. We enjoyed the Ferris wheel at the Weserpark, saw huge advertising installations, even the television tower in Walle, the coffee roasting company from Jacobs and Vitakraft, to name but a few. Then we stepped back into quieter areas, the dry sand lawn Achim (the rest of a Weser sand dune) with the Eliesee. Everything is very unique, a nature reserve with some rare plants (silver grass, common heather, ...) that just need the living conditions that can be found here. In this area we met a witness from bygone days, a relatively small bunker. Like the entire site, this was used for training purposes by the Borgward company until 1944, who tested the military vehicles they built here during the war. Then we crossed a modern cemetery, which was not to be expected here, but after a few hundred meters we were on the beloved Weser, on the way to Bollen. The meadows had been mowed, possibly for the second time, which, since the mowing was carried out extremely briefly and the lawn was already very yellow due to the last hot days, reinforced the overall impression that we were already in late summer. Somehow there are no more seasons and somehow everything is accelerating more and more. We had such images in our heads from earlier days in August, but not in mid-June! And now we were in Bollen. A small nest of 220 inhabitants where time has stood still. It was the residence of Werder footballer Uwe Reinders in the 80s, but that was a different time. Today these guys live in spacious lofts near their tattoo parlor. But we don't want to talk about football today ... In Bollen, little happens, in the newspaper you can only read about neighborhood disputes with an operator of one of the campsites. And about investors who want to build apartments and are turned away by the community, probably because they don't want to take care of the infrastructure. Such a stop doesn't have to be a bad thing, but of course it also prevents developments and a rejuvenation of the resident population. Seclusion is ensured anyway, the place is closer to Bremen than Achim, and can only be reached via Bremen-Mahndorf. Bremen was defended from Bollen in World War II by anti-aircraft guns, the bases of which can still be seen today. Speaking of World War II: Bollen had a mayor who was in office from 1933 to 1972. Yes, and now you come….
16 de junio de 2021