HausachOctober 8, 2016 in Germany
Travelling deeper into the Black Forest we were awed by its beauty. Roads wound steeply up mountain sides, along high ridges and down into deep valleys.
Driving was tricky at points, such as when we were squeezing round a narrow hairpin bend and came face to face with a fleet of 6 different coloured Porsches who weren't expecting to meet such a wide vehicle. We were very glad we had a van whose engine was up to the job of hauling 3.5tonnes up 18% gradients! The clouds closed quickly around us as we climbed to over 1000m but there were clear points that provided breathtaking vistas.
Down in the valleys little villages were made up of large houses and smelled of woodsmoke. The cream or yellow walls were topped with dark wood boarding, brightly painted window shutters and red, white and pink geraniums in window boxes underneath terracotta roofs. We even saw a wood cutter straight out of a story book, swinging his axe while wearing a white shirt, red braces and a wide brimmed hat.
We were on a mission to find and eat Black Forest Gateau in the Black Forest. After stopping for a short walk we started the search in earnest. Unfortunately, our assumption that cafes would be open on a Saturday afternoon was wrong. There were two 'Cherry Hotels' but both were closed. After trying 4 different places we found somewhere. A guesthouse straight out of the 70s, it was packed with curios you might find in a gift shop, including a cuckoo clock. The cake was well worth the effort; it had so much kirche that Vicky was glad Will was driving!
The sunset greeted us at Hausach stopover and we were glad to wind down after a full day.Read more