The start of this section was again easy going and very pretty – the trail wandering alongside a mossy, tree-lined stream and coming to a junction at the base of a private castle almost hidden by trees. After lunching in Mersch, we headed up the hill at the back of the town and discovered that this section of the trail probably hadn’t been walked in a while. Parts of the trail felt a bit creepy – big open forests of bare trees carpeted with remnant autumn leaves that turned out to be full of tiny ticks and spiders (the spiders had us constantly on the lookout for some giant creature like Aragog in Harry Potter). After some frustration at having to constantly flick the ticks off our pants and also the lack of anything resembling a marked trail, we did another scramble down the hill and walked along the roadside for a few k’s until we found the home trail.
On entering Hollenfels we were greeted by a huge fairytale castle perched on a hillside, and overlooking a green field that in its day was probably perfect for jousting, archery and all the rest of the medieval sports. Except whoever designed this trail had a sick sense of humour because we had to ascend about 120m elevation in the space of about 500m. Not fun. After exploring the entire town (and there wasn’t much of it), we failed to find anywhere that looked like it would serve food. It was looking like we might have to use some Survivor skills and make a meal out of one of the backyard chickens… but thankfully, it turned out we could buy dinner at the hostel, so the chickens were spared.
Day 4: Hollenfels to
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