Minden to Trier, 32Km
Another rather pleasant walk today despite the weather. It was one of those days when you are constantly stopping to put on or take off your rainwear. Half the time you’re getting soaked wondering whether it’s worth the effort of putting all the gear on, the other half you’re sweating in your plastics, wondering if the overhead cloud is going to unleash a Biblical flood. The forecast was for wind and rain and the weather didn’t disappoint.
The first ten kilometres were as bleak as a day on Saddleworth Moor. The sky was thunderous black as I picked my way through a wind farm, wondering if I’d receive the first lightning strike or whether those things ever lost an arm.
After 10Km I arrived in Welschbillig and popped into the church for the pilgrim stamp and to give thanks for my safe passage through the wind farm. The bakery opposite made me a coffee. Outside a woman waited at the bus stop for the bus to Trier. It came, she hopped on and off they went. I put on my waterproofs, set off and the sun came out.
After a few villages, Butzweiler appeared. There were no refreshments available but I collected another pilgrim stamp and studied the war memorial.
More rain. The path, which had been so good all the way from Cologne, deteriorated into slippery earth, moss and fallen trees. And then I reached the Moselle. The sun shone and then the rain fell again but it was ok because the Roman city of Trier with its 8 UNESCO accredited attractions, appeared ahead. Perfect timing for a rest day.
Pilgrimage 
Think you should do a Paddington and secrete a supply of marmalade sandwiches in your pack.
Excellent idea except you can’t get marmalade here. I had my cheese roll from the breakfast buffet!
Say a prayer to St Gortex and express your desire that UK windfarms are elevated above the human decapitation zone.
Hopefully Robert Gore will be recognised in some more meaningful way than the billions of dollars he’s made out of the fabric
Hopefully all that rain has not found it’s way into your boots this year👍
Thankfully none of it. German boots in Germany
I love a wind farm, especially walking up close…but confess I’ve never even contemplated a blade coming off!!
Gotta have your share of bleak days in order to appreciate the fine ones.
Also good training should you ever make it down to Tassie; layers of any type on-off-on-off is officially included in all walk timing estimates… 😏🤭
No doubt they’re safe but would you want to be close to one being struck by lightning which is what happens to them