The Long-Standing Online Campaign, beginning in Germany, travelling through Italy and Greece to the Sea of Azov.
Monday, June 14, 2010
Friday, June 27, 1650
Having left Thursday morning, the road does prove to be less easy, particularly after reaching to fork and thus forsaking the road to Soldau to take the track to the keep. Track is the correct word, for in many places the road is barely wide enough for the carraige, and at times Emmanuel needs to drive while Avel and Andrej cut away enough of the brush on the sides of the road to let the wide carriage through. There are many places where the road becomes muddy - particularly after the brief shower that occurs Friday morning. Only once, however, do the horses need to be unhitched in order to be harnessed separately to pull the carriage out of a bog - and it is not too bad.
The land itself grows more inundated with water as you move into the valley of the Aller, and by journey's end all three of the party are muddy from the knees down, damp and quite uncomfortable. But you do finally find - with a cotter's help - the gatehouse itself:
This is the state of repair; and the place is not abandoned or deserted. There seem to be people here - Gypsies, you would reckon, and more than a dozen at first glance, in small makeshift huts at the bottom of the hill depicted here. The road would run along the left side of the picture, level with the highest floor shown - with the tower than overlooking the road below.