A Photo Essay: Hiking the Black Forest

by gigigriffis

Black Forest

Greenery

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Branches

Green!

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Hiking the Black Forest

Fencepost view

Sunset in Freiburg

The Black Forest, so named for its thick growth of conifers, which apparently block out the sun, is a really pretty place, people. Like, really pretty. Like, you should book a vacation there tomorrow. Just sayin’.

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18 comments

MelD August 8, 2012 - 5:02 pm

You are pretty close to here, now… we are just a hop south of Constance in Switzerland! Glad you are liking the area.
Let me know if you come closer – my Cocker Spaniel likes new pals… :)

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gigigriffis August 9, 2012 - 12:33 am

Ah, we’re going to be in Switzerland later this month (but I think the closest we’ll get to Lake Constance is Basel, so still a little ways?).

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Roommate #1 August 10, 2012 - 10:10 pm

Love that last picture. It makes me want to run down the trail into the sunset!

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gigigriffis August 11, 2012 - 1:12 am

Yay!

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Dalene August 12, 2012 - 8:18 am

My family (generations ago) hails from the Black Forest area. Got to make it there someday! Great photos.

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gigigriffis August 12, 2012 - 8:47 am

@Dalene,

Thanks! And thanks for stopping by! I feel honored…and love your blog!

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Suzy August 12, 2012 - 1:18 pm

I visited the Black Forest when I was a kid. I remember it seemed like the sort of setting where a gnome could pop out at any moment. It’s very fairytale.

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Andrew August 12, 2012 - 1:27 pm

Very pretty. That is in our backyard, and we almost never go wandering in it. Looks like you had a beautiful day.

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gigigriffis August 12, 2012 - 1:37 pm

@Suzy – Yeah. My friend told me that when she used to come to the Black Forest as a child, her family would tell her the tendrils of mist rising above the tree line were steam from the stewpots of the forest rabbits. Very fairy-tale-y and cute.

@Andrew – Thanks! It was beautiful (and exhausting)!

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Lindsey August 13, 2012 - 4:46 pm

I missed seeing the Black Forest when I was in Germany (besides driving through the fringes, not the same). I desperately want to go back and hike it though!

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gigigriffis August 14, 2012 - 12:34 am

@Lindsey – Yeah, it’s definitely worth coming back for. I was here for two weeks and I still feel like there was so much to see that I missed!

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Mel March 24, 2016 - 4:32 pm

Fantastic photos Gigi! Looks so lush there. Did you go to the Baden-Baden area while in the region? I heard that they are the part to get into the natural hot springs!

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gigigriffis March 28, 2016 - 2:53 pm

Thanks! I didn’t.

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