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Published: June 24th 2018
It's quite clear once we start heading steadily Northwards that we are coming to the end of our trip but still 4 days to go.
Time to stop off in the Alsace for a couple of nights.
We left our lovely campsite in Lucerne in good time, gave the lake and Mount Pilatus a wave as we headed out of town on the motorway to get us clear of the town. Then a steady drive across Northern Switzerland in the direction of Basel. We passed a few lakes and lots of fields and followed a railway which ran alongside the road for a good part of the way.
To get us past Basel we took to the motorway and found ourselves back in Germany which was a slight surprise (my map is small scale so it wasn't obvious which road the Tomtom was taking us). Then heading for Strasbourg we crossed the mighty Rhine river and were in France.
Easy drive from there to our campsite at Turckheim. The roads are flat and lined with vineyards, just the hint of the foothills of the Vosges mountains in the distance.
We've stayed on the super Camping Medieval
site before. 4th September 2014 to be precise. One reason for writing these blogs is so we can remember all the places we have been and when. Otherwise by the time we get to the end of a trip we might forget some of the lovely things we have seen and done.
The site was pretty full when we arrived, just 5 pitches left, and that at only 12.30 so absolutely full by mid afternoon. A few extra vans had to park up on a hard standing for the night.
When we stayed here before we were astonished to find a stork strutting round the site. This year we are earlier in the year, in the nesting season and there are at least 4 nests on the edges of the site and another couple just across the river outside.
We can see one from our pitch. 4 youngsters and one adult (red beak) in attendance. Incredibly amusing to watch and even more so when one of the adults does a walk about down the campsite in search of food. No bread for this big bird. He (she ?) is carnivorous.
He really enjoyed 2 slices of
the rather nice smoked ham I'd been saving for Monday's lunch and took it very gently from my fingers with his enormous beak.
The one thing which stops this site being perfect for me is the lack of a swimming pool but have to say the entertainment value of the storks does compensate.
We walked the 500 meters along the river and across into the village. It is as delightful as we remembered. Last time my old Minolta camera died on me when its shutter button stopped working. A clear case of overuse. This time my trusty Panasonic Lumix DMC-G6 was happy as Larry snapping away. Especially so when it spotted some nests of baby swallows and we stood waiting, trying to snap the parent as it popped in with food.
We wandered right round this very old vineyard town and admired the lovely ancient and beautifully restored and decorated buildings and an abundance of flowers. Stopped for a drink then back to the campsite and more stork entertainment.
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