I wasn't sure if I wanted to go hiking. I knew I wanted to see the trees changing. I knew we had to hike at least once before moving back to Chicago. And I knew I wanted to be outside as it was forecasted to be over 70 degrees. But, I'm not a fan of pushing myself up a mountain - I go to the gym to sweat. That, and I've been sick for the past three weeks so I was also afraid my lungs might collapse. Turns out I was wrong - on many accounts. We had a great time hiking today, Chris and I, along with the Mayor of the Mountain Tilo (a nickname I selected as he seemed he couldn't walk two feet without greeting an acquaintance).
A snapshot at the beginning of our journey - before we lost a few pounds in water weight.
Chris and I taking a break. And no, Chris doesn't normally wear his jeans rolled. But with it being so warm, he needed the airflow.
Chris and the Mayor atop the mountaiin where we enjoyed black currant sparkling water and a bowl of pea and sausage soup before heading back down.
A nice view of the German countryside as it explodes in color.
Chris and I, along with the Mayor, on our way back down from the mountaintop.
The Mayor as he sits and waits for his public to arrive.
A parting shot of the beautiful skyline.