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tipsy in the danger zone

This post is about an 18km walk from Munchhausen to Neuburg. It’s the second border crossing into Germany. The last one, I think. We woke up on yet another campground. Again it was camper vans and mobile homes all around. Just almost no people at all. We brushed our teeth, packed up our stuff, fetched […]

dicking around

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This post is about a 19km walk from Staedly to Munchhausen. The weirdo and I end up taking artsy pictures in a nightly forest. We left the grumpy Germans (and a friendly Dutch couple) and got back on the road. There was still a bit of France left on the way, which meant baguettes and […]

cheers to imperialism?

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This post is about a 12km walk from Drusenheim to Staedly. We see a bunch of old trucks and hear some drunk Germans rant about politics. The night in the pavilion had been great: a light buzz from the vodka, no need for the outer tent, no issues with morning dew, a nice view over […]


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This post is about a 15km walk from Gambsheim to Drusenheim. We wake up around mosquitoes and go to sleep around mosquitoes. We had spent the night on a campground next to a lake in Gambsheim. There were a lot of municipal campgrounds in France, which was a good thing, but many of them were […]

ways to look

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This post is about a 20km walk from Strasbourg to Gambsheim. The weirdo and I run into the artwork “Les Arbrorigรจnes” in the forest. After two days in Strasbourg, the weirdo and I packed up the Caboose and started walking in a northeasterly direction, towards the Rhรดneโ€“Rhine Canal. cycling cities The way out of Strasbourg […]

lingering picon

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This post is about a 25km walk from Krautergersheim to Strasbourg. I walk past a lot of cabbage and finally get a bike lock for the Caboose. That headache you get from too much beer with too little sleep. La classe! At one point during the night, a guy had shown up at my tent […]

walks past

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This post is about a 20km walk from Zotzenberg to Krautergersheim. I revisit some places that I have walked through in 2005. Back in 2005 I went on a little walk through Alsace. 2005 I wasn’t alone back then, though. My brother Rubi, my friend Pummi, and our family dog Puki went with me. Later […]

I, postmaster

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This post is about a 21km walk from Sรฉlestat to Zotzenberg. I try to deliver a postcard and outrun the rain. The weirdo left Sรฉlestat by train, I left on foot. We were going to meet again a few days later in Strasbourg. the warning I headed in the direction of northwest towards the Vosges, […]

old books

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This post is about a visit to the Humanist Library of Sรฉlestat. The weirdo is there. The library has incunabula. The weirdo was going to come. Don’t ask me who the weirdo is. Anyway, the weirdo was going to come. out and about with the weirdo And the weirdo came. We ate and we drank. […]

against our will

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This post is about a 19km walk from Marckolsheim to Sรฉlestat. I visit the Memorial Museum of the Rhine Maginot Line in Marckolsheim. I had spent the night on the farm of a friendly gentleman called Pierre. Pierre dealt in timber, spoke excellent German, and gave me a bag of cookies. the Maginot Line Then […]

fall of the leaves

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This post is about an 18km walk from Biesheim to Marckolsheim. I pass a Jewish cemetery and the border between Upper and Lower Alsace. Biesheim was quiet when I left. I saw a woman in a car and a man on a bicycle, and then I found myself on the EuroVelo 15. I loved it. […]

city planning

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It was perfectly This post is about a 6km walk from Neuf-Brisach to Biesheim. I walk through a fortified town and eat a very good pizza. I woke up on a French campground feeling happy but exhausted. Maybe the inclines and declines of the High Black Forest had exhausted me, or maybe I just hadn’t […]

isn’t it strange how dreams fade and shimmer?

This post is about a 23km walk from Opfinger Lake to Neuf-Brisach. I have decided to take a detour through France just because. I had bivouacked next to the Opfinger See, an artificial lake in a forest. It was supposed to be very popular with bathing guests in the summer, but by now the season […]