Schwangau 16.-22. August 2021.
Location: Schwangau-Bayern , Germany.
Description of the Hike: Medium-level hike in Lowlander and mountainous Areas.
The Program: Gathering on Monday the 16th of August in Falken campsite in Schwangau.
Tuesday the 17th of August : 18 km walking to Tegel Mountain-Neue Schwanstein Castle – Alp Lake, and return to the campsite.
Wednesday the 18th of August :12 km walking.
Thursday the 19th of August : Rest day, tele-match games, and Topic discussion in groups.
Friday the 20th of August : 22 km walking to Neue Schwanstein Castle – Alp Lake-Tegel Mountain , and then return to the campsite..
Saturday the 21st of August : 14 km walking to the Alp lake , and then return to the camping site.
Sunday the 22nd of August : The End of the Hike and departure of the Participants to their Cities.
The number of the participants in this hike was 80 person from Germany, France, the Netherlands, Sweden, Austria, and France.
We would like to sincerely thank all the people who helped us , whether by the registration, translation, cooking, transportation. Those who gave a hand to make this Hike done.
O my friend — but it is too much for my strength — I sink under the weight of the splendor of these visions! A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine.
I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now. When, while the lovely valley teems with vapor around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects and flies, then I feel the presence of the Almighty, who formed us in his own image, and the breath of that universal love which bears and sustains us, as it floats around us in an eternity of bliss; and then, my friend, when darkness overspreads my eyes, and heaven and earth seem to dwell in my soul and absorb its power, like the form of a beloved mistress, then I often think with longing, Oh, would I could describe these conceptions, could impress upon paper all that is living so full and warm within me.
