There are lots of good parks within a 15-20 minute radius.
Before our hike we stopped at a nearly 1000 year old church in Kentheim. Certainly one of the oldest functioning churches in the area.
The inside is painted with scenes of Jesus' life.
The Black Forest villages always set a good scene for a refreshing hike.
The kids refer to undeveloped, alternate routes as "savage ways"
The hike was littered with unexpected boulders sticking out of the hillside.
The kids enjoyed pretending to be cavemen. Not hard to imagine here, especially since there were.
Laura found this affectionate tire art on the way to work one day.
Hugo isn't always enthusiastic about getting to daycare in a timely manner.
Hugo and mom were busy so we went hiking without them.
We hiked up a mile or two to see this old bridge, only to find that we could have just parked next to it.
The kids slid down this bumpy rock on the way up and hurt their butts. Then they decided to slide down it on the way down and somehow it still hurt their butts.
A few seconds after this photo Astrid broke the part of the tree she was standing on and fell in the water. We ran all the way back to the car.
It was cold when we arrived that morning but by this time it has warmed up a bit so she was fine. These two are getting tougher all the time.
The next day, Hugo tested positive and had to take his meals in his room.
He was allowed out on occasion, but only with a mask. You can't exactly quarantine a 4 year old. What followed was predictable.
We had almost a week of powerful windstorms instead of getting any significant amount of snow. Lots of forests looked like this.
