2:30 in the morning. The storm’s here. And with it, the dreaded thunderstorm. Again and again a violent thunder rolls over my tent, followed by lightning every few seconds. In itself, I like thunderstorms.…
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6:30 a.m. In semi-darkness I see a headlamp scurrying across the clearing. I am still lying cuddled up in my quilt, still unwilling to get up. I can’t and don’t want to keep up…
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“Honey, don’t you want to visit your buddy again?” Completely unselfishly I had the idea last November to spend the winter holidays in Florida – the section on the Florida Trail already planned in…
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From the ocean to the lake or vice versa. This is what the Ocean-to-Lake Trail is promising. It starts at the gigantic Lake Okeechobee and leads you to a wilderness, you would not expect…