Distance walked: 13.6km; 8.5 miles
I only had a short walk today which gave me time to get up leisurely, get the train from Strasbourg and spend the second half of the morning wandering round Wissembourg, which is a town that lies just inside the border between France and Germany.
The history of the border is complex, to put it mildly. Remains of Celtic occupation have been found near Wissembourg but I couldn’t find out if the Romans ventured as far as this corner of France. It seems that, following the collapse of the Roman Empire, Alsace, the region in which most of the Vosges range lies, has been held in dispute by the French and the Germans from the 5th century until the end of the Second World War in 1945. In the Middle Ages neither had control and autonomous city states fought over the area. It was even involved in the Spanish Wars of Succession (which actually involved most of Western Europe). If you are interested then you will have to look it up but it has stimulated me to read some European history when I get home.
The consequence of this instability is that, for the next two weeks, I will come across the remnants of the various wars, which will make it a more sobering walk than usual.
A group of Benedictine monks founded an abbey in what is now Wissembourg and the town grew up around it. The monastery became disused in the 16th century and the church became the local church. It was very impressive. There are several medieval wall paintings, although I do not know if these are originals or whether they have been restored


The town became a walled town in the Middle Ages and the remains of the ramparts are still in place.

The old town itself is very attractive.



I had some lunch and began GR53. Adjacent to the church there was a sign telling me that I was on a Camino. It seems wherever I walk in Europe these days I come across one.

Only 2416km to go. Remember, in medieval times a would-be pilgrim had to walk (or ride) home as well. Not rail network or airports for him!
My route took me through a residential part of town but I soon turned off on a track that climbed on the edge of woodland. I had views towards the heavily wooded foothills to the north and back towards Wissembourg. To the south I could see over the Bas-rhin with the hills of the Black Forest in the distance. No guesses to what the ear worm was at this point.

I passed vineyards, I believe they are Riesling grapes around here, although Alsace is also well known for its Pinot Gris and gerutztraminer wines.
A series of defensive lines, the Lignes de la Lauter, were built here in the Spanish wars of Succession. Sometimes they were obvious, at other times hard to visualise (for the amateur). The earthworks of an old fort, the Redoute of Marshall du Bourg, could clearly be seen. An information board placed by the Club Vosgien, whose volunteers maintain the path and waymarking, gave the history of the tower. It had a variety of uses over the centuries but was destroyed by the retreating Germans at the ene of World War II.

After 5km of continuous but easy ascent I arrived at the butte of Scherhol, my first summit with a modest height of 508metres. I was surrounded by trees so no views were to be had. There was a shelter here but I doubt it would make for a comfortable night’s sleep

I now had a long descent to the village of Climbach followed by an easy walk over a low hill to the hamlet of Petit-Wingen where my B and B was for the night.




































































