Hoppenstedt to the right, and Hornburg and the watchtower to the left.
We all met at the old Hoppenstedt railway station, which is now a very long private house, with no track and certainly no trains passing by. The day was too hot for a walk, but fortunately much of it was through shady woodland, with some wonderful views over the Saxon-Anhalt countryside. The walking group consists of a number of friends who have walked together for many years, and I am of course, a friend of one of these friends!
Five of our group walking in the shade.
I was along this track that we saw and rescued a slow worm, that had found its way into the middle of the hot track, and was in danger of being stepped on or run over by a speedy cyclist. We coerced him or her back into the grass, where I tried to take a photo of him, but he moved so quickly and was soon gone. I was left with a fuzzy photo of green nothingness to record his/her presence!
Sitting in a shady hut drinking water and defending our snacks from Dona the dog.
Dona was very quick off the mark, for as soon as Monika had taken her tasty roll out of its bag, Dona jumped up, grabbed it out of her hand, and managed to eat half. I managed to keep by biscuits close to my chest!
The watchtower on the old border between the DDR and West Germany.
Admiring an interesting sculpture on the track.
From a distance this looked like two people struggling with a giant grasshopper that was intent on devouring them, but on closer inspection, it was two people being cradled in the arms of an angel. There was no plaque to tell us the sculptor's name, or the title of the work, but it was carved out of a huge block of oolithic limestone, and was a mighty piece of craftsmanship, particularly the attention to detail on the angel's fingernails!
The signboard at the entrance to the village of Hornburg, the birth place of Pope Clemens ll in 1005, and the home of a plate of giant Currywurst (see under) in 2016.
Currywurst and beer, what more can a girl ask for!!
Hornburg, a little village full of wonderful traditional half timbered buildings.
We eight walkers had a good time, and even though it was very hot, we managed to survive on traditional fare and large German beers.
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