In the Moselle area of France we travelled through the deepest forest to find the remotely located Chateau du Falkenstein. We parked up and walked through a path in the woods. We passed some people taking photos of each other, Master declared that they would be up to something kinky once we were out of view. Climbing steadily upwards, we didn’t look back. The path to the castle wasn’t clearly marked, and for quite a time we couldn’t see our destination. The light isn’t so good in this shot, but getting to the base of the castle proper was just the start of a more steep climb. At this point we passed the only other people we saw that day in the locality. A man carrying his young son down on his shoulders. We, already struggling for breath nodded a good day and continued our climb.At the top of the ruins the view was wonderful. But mainly comprised of trees. Lots and lots of trees.
We sat down and paused for breath and water. Then we took a few photos of each other. I happily exposed myself for him (and perhaps the photos will appear at a later date). He did the same for me. This was my view. A pretty good one too. Then we climbed back down!