The path leads up the hill in serpentines, hardcore path and steps made with logs. Count out the steps in fives to make climbing them easier. Farther up there is a man with an electric blower clearing the leaves away from the steps. He is a municipal employee in a bright orange high-visibility uniform. He stops work and in the ensuing conversation he explains that it is just easier with a blower. The paths are well kept, and he explains that they have to check the wooden railings, because of vandalism.
Leave him to his work. The blower is pleasantly quiet, unlike the petrol driven ones that are used elsewhere. He is a friendly man with a simple job which he likes to do well.
At the top of the serpentines there is the viewpoint. At this hour in the morning the sun is shining directly at the old buildings of Landshut, the two big churches standing out.
What it to be done but to take a picture? It is such a typically postcard view, despite the threatening clouds in the background. Nearby is the house belonging to a painter, and he used to paint this view from his window many times. And when that is done, go on up the path, the Landshuter Höhenwanderweg again. Because the weather is damp and misty, the light is soft and pleasant.
A runner comes rushing along the path, a man on his morning run. He is probably one of the inhabitants of the nearby luxury suburb. There are fine houses all with a view, all with big gardens. The man is unfriendly, he does not return a mornings greeting.
The path goes on between the maize plantations, all precisely planted in their field, mechanical precision that does not really suit a plant at all.
Take a picture of the wild grass beside the cultivated field.
The old shoes today are causing the feet pain, and tiring the legs. It is a thing that would not have been believed before now, that shoes would make such a difference.
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