Walking Hoymille - Bergues
I don't know where we've ended up, but it seems to be a fascinating place. Yesterday evening I was alone on a small stroll through Bergues – little more …
I don't know where we've ended up, but it seems to be a fascinating place. Yesterday evening I was alone on a small stroll through Bergues – little more …
I am so full of rage that I fear I might wrench the steering wheel and crash into something. Into one of the many cars clogging the road on both sides, or …
A building of sandy stone with tall windows in black frames. The gravel parking lot, next to it a perfectly mowed lawn. Where the lawn ends, the boule …
Cliffs that plunge into the sea. Fields with dense bushes adorned with goldenyellow blossoms, where the air is fragrant with coconut. These are the pearls …
The weather is changeable all morning. At noon, the sky clears up and the sun comes out. We also go out for a walk here in Quimper. Not into the city, but …
A beautiful path that begins by the sea, where the sun's rays glitter, and ends there again. In between, it leads over field paths from which one …
We are back at the great beach. It bears a different name, so it's probably a different one. The one beach is located somewhere down there. But I can …
The GR34 is usually a good choice for a hike. Especially when the sun is shining, as on this day. After days of gray and rainy weather, the joy for this …
It's a lovely diversion. We get out of our accommodation and yet don't have to be in this city. A short walk under a sky covered with deep clouds, before …
This part of Finistère seems crowded and overrun to me. And this already, when it's not yet full of tourists. However, I notice several vehicles with …
Just a small walk, yet it gives me so much. Especially now, when we live in a city that has welcomed us with lots of rain and lowhanging, gray clouds. …
The journey begins in thick fog that shrouds the landscape like a mysterious veil. But as we approach our destination, the sky starts to clear. The last …
The parking lot is located on the edge of Trémazan right next to the D 127, with the North Atlantic opening up on its left side and a bay with a sandy …
This excursion is small and short, but I currently lack the strength for something bigger and longer. I'm struggling with the aftereffects of a restless …
Like yesterday, today will be a day outdoors. And today we have again decided to go for a hike. We're heading to the western end of Finistère to Pointe …
From the small parking lot, I look directly at the sea. Our hike begins and ends here. But we leave the sea behind us in the first section. We walk along …
It's something between a hike and a walk. Actually, you can't really call it a hike. The route leads over the dunes of Plage de Treompan on the GR34. And …
Icy wind greets us on the Breton coast. Here, where the waves whisper, we stand on the remote parking lot near Porspoder. Just the two of us. How much I …
It's my day off and I'm using it for an excursion. Though it's cloudy, it isn't raining when I start. I drive along the picturesque coast in a southerly …
Some events need no explanation; they stand silently for themselves. And there are experiences that feel almost presumptuous to put into words. As if …
A moderate wind blows, birds are chirping, and the sky turns red and violet. Dark clouds pass along the horizon, gradually dissolving. The birds' chirping …
Happiness is a wonderful state, even if it doesn't last long. I don't remember when I was last this happy. But it must have been in Brittany. And it must …
Most of the path leads through the forest, over ground covered with dense foliage. Only as we approach the ridge is the path littered with rocks, some of …
Every step counts. I often say that to myself as we make our way up the mountain. Every step counts. And so I pay attention to every single step and walk …
The peak we're climbing today the Pic de l'Escalette is about as far from the Atlantic as it is from the Mediterranean. At an altitude of 1856m, it's not …
It takes time. Everything needs time. I know it and yet I don't give myself that time. I judge far too quickly and therefore far too harshly. We haven't …
This morning is all about the upcoming hike at lunchtime. The weather should remain stable, no rain, up to 15°C. I'm delighted and am carried along by …
What does freedom mean? This is a question I'm asking myself a lot these days. And I have an answer. Even if it's not a complete answer, it's one I can …
"We don't know how much time we have. These are the moments when I feel most that I'm alive." Her What's good about our current location is the distances. …
The small peninsula Île Renote in Trégastel is less than 4 kilometers from our accommodation. The parking lot between Trégastel and Île Renote is our …
Cool morning, fresh air. Seagulls greet us with their song as they glide over the roofs around us. Some are flying above the ground, I can see them eye to …
The stove has heated the room to a pleasantly warm temperature. It's been drizzling all day, which doesn't bother me in here. I'm tired, which prompts me …
I don't even know where the time has gone. I feel like the old people who used to complain that time just flies by. Where are they now? All of them are …
The day torn into pieces. But the individual pieces do not form a whole. They remain many colorful shards, scattered everywhere, without coherence. At …
I'm just as much a stranger here as anywhere else. But here is the sea. I can emphasize it again and again, the sea heals. An hour's drive and we're in …
"We are travelers who go through trials in foreign lands, grow through them and thus find ourselves." unknown The sea heals. But it starts at the foot of …
A deer hangs from a tree, its hind legs splayed upwards, its head hanging downwards. Its body without fur. The old man with a knife, pulling off the fur. …
At the parking lot, as I'm putting on my hiking boots, a man speaks to me. I only understand the word randonnée, smile and nod. And then I say oui before …
We don't have to go far, just 5 kilometers from our accommodation are the megaliths of SaintJust. Despite the overcast and gray sky, it's a wonderful …
The days are short. The sun rises at 9 am and sets at around 5:30 pm. It gets light at 8:30 am. I pack a lot into this short period between sunrise and …
A wide, flat field stretches out in front of the large window. On the horizon is a wooded area, the trees difficult to make out. The sun rises above it. A …
Leaving means letting go. But letting go doesn't happen immediately and especially not when you leave something you've grown fond of. Moving on doesn't …
I want to discover so much, see so much, experience so much and take so much with me, but I have no choice except to surrender to the forces of the world. …
There's something liberating about movement in nature. Not just the movement itself, but the environment and the experience. There's also something …
The fourth day in a row. We had planned to go to Rennes, but the night was horrible. I got caught up in confused dreams and woke up from them countless …
I want to be outside in the wonderful nature, but the weather isn't inviting. Strong and stormy winds, often with rain. The sun only comes out in the …