This is our last full day in Wernigerode. It's a beautiful day and we're going to visit Schloss Wernigerode as we haven't been for several years, despite this being our third
visit to the town in 18 months.
A short but steep pull up the hill from our hotel and we are looking at the Brocken in the sunshine. There is considerably less snow on the summit than there was
this time last year.
The schloss is fantastic - great views, the interior is beautiful and the guided tours of the tower and the cellar are worth the few extra Euros that they cost.
The view from the top of the tower is amazing.
We still have some time left for a trip up into the mountains to see what might be about. Parking in Drei Annen Hohne who should we find but one
of Clara's relatives! Sadly, her owner didn't return to their car while we were there. It would have been interesting to meet them!
Whilst at Drei Annen Hohne, three trains came through. The first is a train returning from the Brocken, the second is a train departing for the Brocken
and the third is a train departing for Nordhausen.
Hoping to be in time to see the train arrive from Drei Annen Hohne, we went to Elend, to find that the train had just departed. Rather worryingly, it was warm enough to get out and take
this picture in shirt-sleeves. Clara is wearing her patina of dirt rather well!
A last photo from our hotel - sunset over Wernigerode seems appropriate for the way I am feeling right now.
And so another trip to this wonderful part of the world comes to an end. We have seen beauty and we have seen horror and we have travelled miles with a dodgy windscreen wiper motor and an exhaust that sounds
as though it is going to part company with itself at any point. We have about another seven hundred miles to go until she can visit Silchester Garage to get her ailments looked at - I booked her in while we were here.
The weather has been kind to us so that it has not been necessary to use the windscreen wiper too much, and the forecast is good for the rest of the trip.
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