From tonight's walk. Seas of wheat waving in the breeze, hinds leaping away across fields and patches of b@st@rd nettles growing thickly enough to make the route impassable wearing shorts. We made it in just before 10pm and complete darkness, and my legs are still tingling from the nettles.
Hi, went to the 12. Goldener Hut - Oldtimerfahrt. It got its name from a golden ceremonial hat archeologists found in the grave of a Celtic nobleman near Schiffertstadt.
The first car shows a model of the hat :
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The restaurant I wanted to go to was closed. So, no pic of an aperitif (this time) ...
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