At the time I worked shifts, including weekends. And I cycled every day 15 km to work and 15 km back, which meant I was really fit. One sunny Wednesday I headed out cycling and, after half a day, passed by this bridge. Getting off the bicycle to take pictures and look around was a good decision, it was so quiet, and just enjoyable.
At the time I thought, that I want to go back to this place regularly. But I still haven’t been back there. Which is sad, the path along the Schwarze Pockau is just wonderful. Hopefully, by writing about it, I get the necessary motivation to do it.