Where's Bertie? He's unmoved, in the Stellplatz at Herrenberg.
Weather: There was a spell of heavy rain overnight, but today has been dry with good sunny intervals.
Having mainly run along or around water over the last few weeks, today was a bit of a departure: cycle paths through crop fields, complete with undulations.
That brought me up to 107 miles run in July - a total that pleases me, considering it's all been done for the fun of it, not because I'm in training for anything. Mick was pleased to manage 50 miles without aggravating any part of his body - it's been a long while since he managed such a consistent spell.
By the time lunch had been despatched, we were ready for a bit more exercise, in the form of a walk over to the 'Schönbuchturm' (tower). Had we felt lazy, we could have driven to one of the large car parks that sit 400m away from this landmark, but a circuit taking in the tower and the Schlossberg Plateau, returning via the town, was only 5 miles, hence we walked.
This is what we went to see (and ascend)...
...and here are its vital statistics:
Weather: There was a spell of heavy rain overnight, but today has been dry with good sunny intervals.
Having mainly run along or around water over the last few weeks, today was a bit of a departure: cycle paths through crop fields, complete with undulations.
That brought me up to 107 miles run in July - a total that pleases me, considering it's all been done for the fun of it, not because I'm in training for anything. Mick was pleased to manage 50 miles without aggravating any part of his body - it's been a long while since he managed such a consistent spell.
By the time lunch had been despatched, we were ready for a bit more exercise, in the form of a walk over to the 'Schönbuchturm' (tower). Had we felt lazy, we could have driven to one of the large car parks that sit 400m away from this landmark, but a circuit taking in the tower and the Schlossberg Plateau, returning via the town, was only 5 miles, hence we walked.
This is what we went to see (and ascend)...
We didn't pause at the two lower viewing platforms, but I can report that the top one swayed in the breeze and I had to give myself a talking to, to convince myself that the engineers had done their calculations correctly and all was perfectly safe.
Our return route was via paths through the woodland and wild-flower meadows that line the ridge that runs between the tower and the town (don't think of anything dramatic when I use the word 'ridge'; we topped out at around 560m today, and weren't even 100m higher than the plain below us). At the start of our descent to the town, we found the remains of the castle, as well as a few of the sculptures on the 'sculpture trail' we'd seen described in a leaflet yesterday. The ones we saw weren't such as to persuade either of us that we would want to see them all.
A short while later we were sitting in the town square and I was telling Mick about the history of the fountain, when he interrupted me with the words "Where's Wally?". I looked up from the text I was reading, and immediately caught his reference:
Finally, a little bit more knowledgeable about some of the key sights in the town, we strolled back along the road to Bertie.
Now to look at a map. Does it make sense to go to Tübingen? It was originally in our plan for this week, got scrapped yesterday when we had to replan for a service point, then was recommended to us by a local German motorhomer last night.
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