Friday, 12 July 2013

Black Forest

After leaving the comforts of Erin's hotel room we headed south for entirely different German experience. Driving along its winding roads, with a dense leafy canopy over head you truly understood how the Black Forest got its name. Having no true plan to follow we passed from town to town soaking up the different cultural styles and the simple country living. Amoungst the cuckoo clocks, lederhosens and numerous bottles of schnapps one could easily loose themself and fall deep into the German country life.
One of the only sites we researched before heading through the Black Forest was the Schwarzwälder Freilichtmuseum Vogtsbauernhof or open air museum. Basically it is an extensive display of the original housing in the Black Forest over time, complete with historical machinery, gardens and numerous farm animals. Inside each house were rooms decorated with the current styling of the era, dating from 16th century to modern day and information about day to day life. Another beautiful stop on Black Forest tour was lake Titisee, a beautiful (and extremely touristy) glacier lake. Happy to only be visiting for a couple of hours we enjoyed our coffee by the water and picked up a piece of the famous Black Forest ham for a picnic lunch.
Having enjoyed our drive through the forest so much we decided to base ourselves for a couple of nights in Triberg, located in the middle of the Black Forest park. Initally unbeknownst to us, this little town has a famous cafe, Schafer, known for its Black Forest cake which is made off the original recipe passed down from generations. As it was cherry season we were quick to hurry down to the cafe for a taste, which was delicious with an extremely strong alcoholic edge! Another beautiful feature of Triberg was the roaring waterfalls that were a short walk from town centre. So being so close we took a short stroll up the main street where we spent a relaxing afternoon wandering the park and unsucessfully looking for squirrels. Unseccessful as we had purchased a bag of peanuts at the gate hoping to entice them, but with no luck.

- Ryan & Louise -

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