Thoughts on the way from Schwarzenburg to Fribourg

Either way, I have to climb into the Sense Gorge. "I just hope the weather holds. There are threatening black clouds in the sky," I complain. Sarah Berger shivered and pulled her windbreaker tighter. Fritz Huber laughed and said, "Marching helps. And with a pilgrim's song, the surroundings looked more colorful again." I had to admit how right he was, after he began to sing indefatigably, Sarah's bright voice joining in, first hesitantly, then increasingly powerfully, and finally I joined in.
The medieval trade route has been newly excavated and shows how difficult it was to transport goods here centuries ago. We repeatedly slip because of the intermittent rain. But we don't miss the cemetery chapel in Tafers, which depicts the "Chicken Legend," a welcome break from our hike.

In the rain

Thoughts on the way

"Climbing the old wagon road into the Sensegraben and relaxing by the water is a real experience, even in heavy rain."

I remember a statement by Mario Slongo (weatherman):
"The optimist never stands in the rain..., he only showers under a cloud."

The fish of a river spoke to one another: "They say our lives depend on water. But we have never seen water. We don't know what water is." Then some, who were wiser than the others, said: "We have heard that there lives in the sea a learned fish who knows all things. Let us go to him and ask him to show us water." So some of them set out and finally entered the sea and asked the fish. When the fish had listened to them, he said: "O fish, you live and move in the water. From the water you came, to the water you return. You live in the water, but you don't know."

Pearls along the way:

Fribourg A
Fribourg B

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