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First Winter Round 2011

The year

'd like in a country I live, where nature
penalty can be carried
Hinwandeln redder zones
The Year without advanced course;
Where is after the winter rains
A long solid summer
and must also feel the people
That will not serve a confused exchange.

And would not summoned me,
want so I stay on the pole, where a deep winter
peace
I had also fallen well;
Because of the human spirit must sink
Can in the shaft being
And still to steer by the stars
winter night In ever brighter.

Unhappy is the center of oscillation,
The are here, we subjected
Where ORE like thoughts
And the thoughts like the wind;
Where Does not allow peaceful development
of the year run wild Do
And has of confused world Housekeeping
man and nature never rest.

(Walt Whitman)

The snows are initially disappeared, the flood has once made in the reports of road salt shortage a truly striking transition from one extreme to another and with over 10 ° C was this weekend a first look ventured in the direction of spring.

The song of great tits in the garden today indicated that this could not be far - one more reason for the first time in the new year, my secret favorite places to visit in the Mulde. A track called " Hügelspielchen " I served as a template for a small expandable round Sunday.

12 clock went off and pushed by a nice SW was also once the first group met like-minded people.

repeatedly uncanny: On 200 meters, the race is to identify the front of a moving person. On closer inspection the white shorts Scott was then, however, much more attractive, moreover, blasted off from the earlier rolling field all alone. nothing helps, yes, a wolf must hunt and he rolled on his track to the east (no, there is no picture).

The at this point last 3 kilometers, (United) dish nominal border river was a flooded meadow and - who keep an eye for it has - nice images nearby:

In Kössern

Behind the Thümmlitzwald there are only 5 km to Polke mountain ... hm later and 45 to 400 m to more than 2 km Leisnig. In the Valley of the Freiberger Mulde to reach Wendishain later, a place that - as I should say - like how the time seems. Two houses on the road give the impression that parts of the upper crust of itself (with a preference for Asian garden design) created a haven here, in the elderly couple down the street entlangschlendernde those of the rural idyll pure form. Herrlich.

The following pictures were taken 2.5 km behind Wendishain, just before the village Westewitz:

Freiberger Mulde in Westewitz

at the Freiberger Mulde

Man can imagine that 10-minute on-the-knees-cycle-due to the closed-photo mania progress of a wheel group is more Abdi. That is why I drive preferably alone, because if I chose a subject, it must be taken. Two water passages (such as switching to the eye) behind this spot I could not implement the next idea, unfortunately, just because the water was missing at that point. Crap!

Once around chub and then off to Waldheim. Even in the Valley of Striegis it was like in the ice house (where I had recently with jersey and cycling jacket but wearing winter) and the shorts had to be extended with leggings. But now in Waldheim I could feel the toes barely and at least to keep afloat the short fingers were exchanged for the long gloves.

And now? Just before sunset, my "expandable template was removed before and immediately invited me to a Kriebsteinbesuch. Nope. I'm cold, I'm hungry and want home. So follow after Hartha and the B 176 to Bad Lausick. So you can look at this track by the way also:

stretches just before the home port of me almost down a jump deer - they switch from right to left field (no 30-zone) and fail me for scarce 5 meters. But no, I do not have dreamed. Or is it? From what? I tell you, as soon as I know.

Tour data :

* 1438 * hm 158 km

* 6:02 * 7:34
net gross

This was also the day Laucha: