goes after a good breakfast on it. The morning is hazy, I'll probably not see the sun today. After all, not such a chill wind more like yesterday.
cast iron cross by ravines, large fuel depot in the background. You can smell the gasoline in the wind much stronger than I expected.
The scallop (Pecten maximus ) is the symbol of St. James, the Elder. Pilgrims before they fixed the proof of your pilgrimage in Santiago on your clothes for the retreat. Even today
the shell is a popular icon on the Camino. Fit people, the scallops on their door bar or gardens, are the pilgrims usually with help and advice you may have.
The Shell in the picture above is the first real shell that I discover along the way, and pleased me very much.
The sun is fighting, but they do not find the way through in the Thurgau.
Little Chapel on the way from 1715 on the outskirts of St.Margarethen. On the cross a so-called cross of Lorraine (Fr. Croix de Lorraine and Croix d'Anjou) is appropriate.
As I passed in St.Margarethen at this small church, it began to snow. The door opened, and some people were leaving the church, the morning service had just gone over. I went into the church to take a breather. The priest saw me and came over to me. He was amazed to be able to welcome this season and shows me a pilgrim church.
She is only a few years ago has been completely renovated, these works were uncovered surprising frescos. First one was a little excited as costs skyrocketed - forbade the monument to gloss over the frescoes easily.
Today is pleased the community such a beautiful treasure to have.
The church is for ages is on the Camino. In the past the church door was closed at all times to provide pilgrims in the church property. So that they ruined the church or not cleared out, two meters to the door of the church is separated by a wooden grid that no longer exists. Enough room to sleep in any case, enough security for the church decoration.
The pilgrims left their graffiti on the walls, they were also now under renovation uncovered. Graffiti with names and date. 1645 I read in one place.
Continue along icy roads and streams.
Dussnang upper cheeks, the Baroque chapel of the Martin 11-12. Century on a hill. closed because of vandalism risk. Key available to neighbors, which is not the bottom of the steep stairs, but the top of the door. This is me then still too many, I continued to run.
The village and the monastery Fischingen, the so-called fir-cone country. It is lunch time, would be nice if I could eat in the monastery.
The road is so smooth that I have to walk in the meadow. I notice when I'm down, I've lost my top headband. So once again tramp down the grass and high.
The Benedictine monastery was Fischingen 1138 of the Bishop of Constance Ulrich II founded. It was abolished in 1848 (in Germany was secularization and thus dissolution of the monasteries in 1803). The buildings of the monastery were sold to a textile manufacturer. Later in the Convention was a trade school. built
After the repeal of the so-called "exceptional item" in the Swiss constitution in 1973, was the establishment of new or the restoration of monasteries ban repealed, 1977, the monastery Fischingen in the old buildings again. Below the altar is
Hl.Idda the top of the picture a little Opening to see. It's pilgrim custom to take off your shoes and feet in there to keep, complaints would be alleviated. I can imagine a cooling of hot feet in summer, very comfortable. I save this custom and I am happy if I did not bend down to take off your shoes on or off.
The monastery courtyard with beautiful fountain. Lunch for me is not possible in the monastery, it is strengthened by the way modern and offers comfort for business meetings or seminars.
The fathers and your guests are wearing off the meal. Too bad if I had not lost the headband, it would have worked. In the monastery buy I have a natural state of stone-fruit bread flour, no preservatives, long time. SFR is 10, high price, which seems to me justified by the great weight with a small volume - a rustic approach. And indeed, the bread has a high nutritional value. I'll eat the last remains low in France.
After I've eaten in front of the monastery in a restaurant, they will proceed. Keep running after a stay in a wonderfully warm dining room is a little overcome. The clothes are wet with sweat and the drizzle.
The village of Au, an increase has me warming up properly After resting in Fischingen.
brief stop at the St. Anne Church in Au.
then start climbing. The road goes up to Hörnli , a pass of 1133m. Fischingen was still at 625 m. With the increasing amount of snow depth.
Living in this environment that is characterized by natural forces, and until a few decades was also beaten by poverty, probably deepened the relationship with religious traditions and the search for protection and security.
It is now winter, as one might in imagine the mountains.
The weather is dark, I'm fortunately not in a snow storm.
The border between the cantons of Thurgau and Zurich also means the end of the journey with the white Schwabenweg signs, which I'm accustomed to. The canton of Zurich found that such a white signpost signs not to the Swiss system fits (which is excellent in the way!). Tourist signs, and the St. James is here with the view of Zurich, have kindly marked in the color brown are for tourists. No special treatment, please. I am astonished
-Even though I was 10 years have lived in Switzerland, the obvious disharmony between the cantonal governments, which is here put on open display.
Shortly after that I get to a steep and smooth tail on the mountain restaurant on the macaroni. In a half days of 400 meters above sea level at Lake Constance over 1100m at the macaroni, I am satisfied.
inside large crowds, the restaurant is full of sledders, the toboggan down the road from here and only drink one or other encouragement. Although I am only as short road, I realize how strong I am used to the rest. I drink a coffee, then it goes on.
finally alone again. The road and later the paths here are smooth as glass.
Even the weather plays along and shows some light show.
downhill is very exhausting and even dangerous because of ice. Shortly after the recording I fall and inexorable slide into the front curve, across the street. Later it will be on the trails even worse. Some are narrow paths, and like a frozen ice track completely. I have to slip on the trousers, with a knapsack on his back. Normally you would make me the fun but here, come alone and go forward with the goal, the fun is not quite as large.
died here, as is evident from the shell, the pilgrims Erich Mueller on 12/09/1995. I later find no documentation about the cause of death on the Internet or a travel guide. It is probably not the worst death up here in the solitude and beauty of nature - I think I try and then but still, to avoid more serious falls.
arrival in the valley, in the resort bar in Tösstal. It is late afternoon. After I come today, except to the Hörnli wanted, and now I have even mastered the knee-interest immersive descent, I would find myself here for a hotel.
hostels or even hotels are too expensive, I think expresses warm reception with family connections in an original old Swiss farm in the family Gafner Rüegg. Highly recommended! (Marcel and Karin Gafner Rüegg, 055-2451525)
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