Our preparatory planning for the coming year had once again taken us to northern Germany, this time the region around Norden and Norddeich was our destination.

Once again traveling along the East Frisian coast in Northern Germany, we had the pleasure of attending a special event, the Kloot Shooting Competition.

Enjoy your winter holiday in the Harz Mountains and discover our cross-country skiing routes. Regardless of whether you are a ski pro, a hiker or a beginner - here you are guaranteed to find something suitable.

Of course, everyone knows the legends and stories about the witches from the Brocken, about the witches' dance floor near Thale or other scary stories about Walpurgis Night and the interpretation of witch customs in the Harz Mountains.

A legend that is known far beyond the Harz Mountains reports that the Hübichenstein near Bad Grund was the home of dwarfs, gnomes and elves in the past:

Once again on a hiking tour in the Harz Mountains near Clausthal-Zellerfeld, we met a young Dutchman who was hiking with a backpack, a small tent, an insulating mat and a sleeping bag.

A cold and strong wind awaits us in Dangast, although the place adorns itself with the confusing title "southernmost North Sea resort", if one associates "southern" with pleasant temperatures.

Once again traveling along the East Frisian coast in Northern Germany, we had the pleasure of attending a special event, the Kloot Shooting Competition.

Still minus temperatures at night with white, hoarfrost covered cars in the morning, but the warming sun is already appearing in the bright blue sky over Schortens.

Anyone traveling through Friesland / East Friesland as a tourist will occasionally come across warning traffic signs on somewhat remote roads, the typeface of which is unknown at least in large parts of Germany and is therefore sometimes misunderstood, especially when suddenly and unexpectedly a cheerful-looking group of active people appears athletes appear in the middle of the street, which one would hardly expect as a car driver.

It is not wrong to claim that the far north is so "flat" that you can see on Friday who is coming to visit on Sunday. An interesting phrase that, like many sayings in our everyday language, will certainly also contain a grain of truth.

Actually, we had planned to visit the Blossom Festival in Wiesmoor this year, which is well-known far beyond the country's borders.

We were happy to accept the invitation from Wangerland in the north of Germany, as the focus of the visit should be the medieval festival on the beach of the North Sea resort of Schillig - Horumersiel.

Enjoy a ride on the Harle along the promenade from Carolinensiel to Harlesiel, spring is fast approaching, something like this could be the advertising slogan for the holiday resorts of Carolinensiel – Harlesiel.

Harle Bay was originally a bay about 15 kilometres wide and about 10 kilometres inland, into which the Harle River of the same name drained.

Towards evening we had first come to the city centre and the pedestrian area of the second largest city in the district of Goslar, so the beautiful lighting of the Heilbad am Harz especially caught our eye in the run-up to Christmas.

Our first city tour in Goslar initially came to a surprising end at the market church of St. Cosmas and Damian, because no sooner had we climbed the 226 steps to the viewing platform than the bells caused a more than violent shock: deafening noise when you stand directly underneath!

Another interesting encounter along the way on the way to Goslar: The wooden stave church in Hahnenklee was built entirely without screws and nails. We were on our way from the Prahljust campsite near Clausthal-Zellerfeld when the cycle route led us to the edge of Hahnenklee-Bockswiese, where we came across the stave church.

Our early spring tour high in the cold north of Germany was finished and we decided for a short trip to the Harz Nature Park on the way back, a small stopover, which should interrupt the journey and at the same time convey further impressions.

During our hike around the center of Altenau (Altenauer Runde) we came across the Okerteich, built in 1714 in the valley of the "Kleine Oker", which once served as an artificial pond to supply the mining mills along the "Schatzkammerzug" with water to power the machines.