I took her out for her maiden voyage today, a short 40 minute bike ride around our village. I was by myself, but I had fun. Along the way, I discovered a field of almost dead sunflowers, the entrance to the air field (which is suspiciously closer to us than I knew! No wonder we can hear the artillery more than we did in Kansas), and an apple tree on the side of the road that was laden with large green apples. I am not quite sure what type they are, but I took six home and tried one. I promptly puckered my lips and spat it out, as it was most definitely NOT ripe yet. Maybe next month. I think it is a golden delicious or granny smith variety. I love that you can find wild fruit trees here in Bavaria. That is unheard of in the states, at least where we are from. Fruit trees are in abundance here, including cherries, plums and apples. I am sure there are more too that I just haven't seen.
I also made some new friends, who promptly hissed at me when I came close. Swans are mean, Yo! Keep away! This beautiful family of swans lives just up the road in Heringnohe (Yes, we have a "castle" close by),
One of these things is not like the others.
I was somewhat afraid that the female (I assume she was the one who was hissing at me to keep away) was going to call her family to arms, and come running towards me with their beaks wide open and wings splayed out, ready to attack, so I hightailed it, and went on my merry way.
Just a few feet down the road is Schloss Heringnohe, which I linked above. The story behind that building is:
The castle belonged to a hammer mill , which of the hydropower of Wiesennohe, a tributary of the Vils was operated. The hammer is Heringnohe 1387 as owner Hans Hegner called 1438 Sulzbacher iron trades Albrecht Frank († 1480). His father had in 1400 can in large reservoirs Heringnohe invest to operate the hammer. In Albrecht Frank succeeded by his son William, who mostly in Regensburg lived and his daughter Ursula married with Lienhart Portner. This inherited 1517 Heringnohe; his son Albrecht Portner († 1540) got as next the Sulzbacher heritage, which his son Wilhelm followed, the goal for the hammer. The Portner the family was represented here by the descendants of Elias and Hans Adam. The latter refused to convert and must emigrate without he was compensated for his property. During the Thirty Years' War asked 1630 managers Johann Kohler to discount the burdens of war. The Good Heringnohe received 1631 Bamberger canon Ulrich von Plettenberg . 1641 Johann Kohler is run as Hammerherrenhaus.
Other owners were Kaspar Gessel (1683), then the farmer Count of Oberweißbach (around 1740). Georg Graf had two sons: Georg and Johann Georg, of which Georg received the Hammer Heringnohe and Johann Georg the Hammergut Altneuhaus. Johann Georg Graf is the progenitor of the family ennobled those of Grafstein. According to the Count of the Good Heringnohe went in 1847 to the family of Lindenfels who owned the hammer for about two decades.
March 6, 1867 came the possession of Christoph Kredler; under this went a the hammer. Under his son († 1931), the possession of debt again. The merchant Hans Götz from Freihung purchased the plant in 1931 and brought it to economic prosperity. After his death in 1957 Emma Götz and then the son Oswald Götz took over the estate. Today Joachim Götz is the owner of Heringnohe.
Thanks Wikipedia!
I was not planning on taking photos today, but blogging Inspiration hit, so please excuse the bad composition of these!
It's a quaint little place, I would be interested in checking it out more. I think they do offer overnights there, I am pretty sure it is a guesthouse.
I was on my way home now, but took one more quick detour down a dirt road. Everything here is new and exciting to see, but this one made me turn around quite quickly. Bees. Lots and lots of honey bees. I love honey, but I do not love bees. I heard the buzzing, snapped a quick picture, and left as fast as I could. Shortly after I left, a man drove up to the road and got out of his car. I tried to speak to him, but he spoke not a lick of English, and my German is not so good. I was about to explain to him I had google translate, as I wanted to ask if he sold honey, but he said goodbye and shut the door to his shed. Ok then.
And my last stop for the morning was this little bridge with a rambling brook right under it, which I saw right after I visited the makers of bee vomit, I headed home after that.
And there you have it, this is all within a short bike ride from my house. Actually maybe a 5 minute card ride from our house, but I took my time exploring and going all over the village. I absolutely love where we live, and when we eventually leave, I will miss it. Bavaria has already stolen my heart!
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