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les vosges en automne. the lake hike.

there is a hiking trail around girmont-val-d'ajol which, yes, leads you to several lakes. we had beautiful weather for our hike, the sun was shining until the very evening. the only downside of this day was the fact that we got lost due to my father's belief that we had to go a totally different way that would lead us back to our car. whereas i constantly told him that we were heading into the wrong direction, explaining it to him with the help of a map and telling him more than once that he was wrong. my mother believed me, i believed myself, but my dad was stubborn enough to start a fight. it was a very serious argue in which i started to scream out of frustration and immediately turned around to walk the correct way. my mother followed me, my father took the other direction. after quite some walking i stopped, having a bad conscience about the fight and i walked back to talk to my father another time. we met halfway, because he finally consulted his smartphone and came to the conclusion that i was right the whole time. he apologized but the damage was still done. i love my parents to death, but when they don't believe in what i tell them, it just hurts. and i also came to the conclusion that normal people my age don't vacation with their parents anymore and maybe i shouldn't, too. but you know, i would never stop going on vacations with them, never. because with them i can see the world the way i want to, they understand me and my likings and we plan our trips according to our interests. and we surely have a lot of interests in common. whereas with most of my friends i can never visit or do the things i really want to, or go for a long walk. my parents are the only ones who are as interested in travelling around as me. and i think that makes up for possible fights and arguments.
enough of that, the pictures turned out beautiful either way, so enjoy.

we started our hike at 10 am near a graveyard.

looking over blueberry plantations.

some horses we met on our way to the lakes.



the beautiful sceneries and the weather made for quite dramatic shots.


cooooowsss.



a little forest garden we found. we were just stumbleing around and there it was - in the middle of the forest. someone likes to have cute shrines.



more cows. it was a cow day.



i love their faces :3


this small pond was especially beautiful, easily one of the most mesmerizing places i've been. i just wanted to lay down in the grass and dream forever. unfortunately in autumn the grounds were wet and cold.

timmy the baby sheep loved it as well. he's my hiking companion.




les cascades du gehard. we already visited these waterfalls in summer, but since it was on our hiking plan we went to see it again.


the church of girmont-val-d'ajol.

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