Morning little birdies of the flock, want to come on a little walking tour in my proverbial backyard, just around the corner one town over? Visit a real castle and walk up and down some hills? Get our juices flowing and those tired winter muscles tingling again? Okay then, let’s walk.
So, at the beginning of the year I decided that this year was the one where I would not neglect my friends, get out of the house more and enjoy more of the beauty that is all around. So far I hadn’t done so well in that regard. Working five days in the office leaves me pretty ragged in the weekend and all too ready to use any excuse to just plant my butt on the couch and not move more than absolutely necessary. But last weekend we had a date with friends, a walking date, so it was written in stone in my agenda.
When we planned it we were expecting a winter walk, turned out it was the most perfect early Spring day imaginable. We met up at this castle. It is a small privately owned castle in the next town and I think it could not be more romantic.
The coach house is a bistro now, so we started there with a cup of coffee.
It seems I really should make an effort to just plan these little outings in advance. If I leave it up to the mood of the day, groceries and laundry and all that mundane stuff will take over, time flies by, another weekend bites the dust and no friends have been met and no new sites have been explored.
I guess the wild and adventurous, the spontaneous and the unexpected lifestyle just doesn’t work so well anymore when one is well into ones forties. Day planner and appointment is the way to go. But then when you do go, it is just as much a wonderful experience and that it was.
I am writing this post on a dreary Sunday. We have seen nothing but clouds and drizzle all weekend and the frosty nights have returned. It strikes me that it is all the more amazing what a beautiful Sunday we had last week. I walked around in a very light sweater, didn’t even bring my coat, it was that warm. And the sky was of the most beautiful blue and the air so crisp.
From a distance nature looked like it was still asleep, but up close you could see the energy soaring inside, just waiting to burst out in full force. Spring really is just around the corner.
Schaloen Castle was the start and end of our trip. The castle dates back to 1375, it has been destroyed and rebuilt in the past and it has changed hands a lot of times along the way. It really is a pretty little castle, I could see myself living there and having fun decorating all those rooms….
But we where there to do some serious walking too. So off we went, into the fields, the woods, up the hills and down the sloops.
Everything still very bare with just a promise of green.
But with that gorgeous blue sky that gives everything the most amazing backdrop.
I just so love this part of the country that I call mine. Our low hills providing stunning views, hiding landmarks only to reveal them when you have turned a corner. I know that conquering one of those hills is not really an athletic achievement, but after a winter of sitting on my bum, I can tell you tell you that I felt my gluteus protest for days after.
Hello little chapel in the woods.
This is in fact not really a chapel, it is a hermitage. Built in 1688 it was the home for many pious hermits through several centuries. Since it is no longer really a deserted spot, but rather a frequently visited landmark, the hermits have moved out and the tourists have moved in. Still a pretty spot though and one that I will certainly return too later in the season.
We ended up walking a round trip of 13 km, making me reach my daily step goal twice.
It was a beautiful day, that reinforced my plans to make sure I have enough of those to come and not let the good times go to waste.
That’s it from my little walk around castle Schaloen in my beautiful Limburg.
I am so glad that I am rediscovering the beauty that is on my doorstep, the next trip is planned – more tourist stuff to do in my own country and another strike on my bucket list is next.
Have you gone on a rediscovery trip of your own backyard lately?