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10. The ass of Eschbach

I stroll through my neighborhood and let myself drift aimlessly. It is pleasantly warm, the wind is blowing gently into me by the sleeve of the jacket and collar back out. The V2 gurgles between my legs. Beautiful!

The beginning of the holiday is even more stupid gone: the bike is lying to me directly on my first trip on the highway stopped and brought me the ADAC in a completely over-booked workshop. There you have repaired the motorcycle while competently and at a fair price, but I could wait weeks for it. Then I had to bring it all, yet in another workshop: A number of other repairs were long overdue and the great inspection was in order. So I was again without a few days' holiday vehicle. But now it's my thickness back well and I zuckele by the Palatine.

About Diedesfeld Hambach and it's only once in the direction of the charming Maikammer. There is the main through-road closed due to construction work, so continue past the Edenkoben competitors the adorable Rhodt under Rietburg and then through the seemingly endless vineyards, a short trip to my winemakers in Weyher. Perhaps the rather more of the delicious, bone-dry Riesling sparkling wine.

The wine was probably brought by the Romans in the Palatinate. The Leelage on the eastern edge of the Haardt provides by Föhneffekte for over 1800 years sun hours. Mild temperatures, even in winter, and not to heavy rainfall are the result. For the wine that is ideal, especially the fruity Riesling thrives here in a first-class quality. In Weyher, there was therefore some 1800 years ago a Roman country estate, the place name probably derives from the Latin word villa. What immediately after the fall of the Roman Rich in Weyher was going on, you know even less accurate. But in 777 the village for the first time a documentary mention was found worthy. Also in the Pfalz, it was then in the Middle Ages as it was in Germany and elsewhere: the villages were, and that the rulers, a knight, a monastery or in this case to the Bishopric of Speyer. And the farmers and wine growers had to pay taxes. had

My winemakers still sparkling Uff ... that was close! His mother sold me over 70 years of a box that I stash in a suitcase grateful to my motorcycle. We believe that a brief chat, I go off again. And as so often in the holidays I do not drive back to New Town, but now explore the Southern Wine Road and its numerous wine villages. The southern town exit brings me through a fragrant scented forest to Burrweiler and from there it goes again by Wingert, nestling from horizon to horizon in a gently rolling landscape. Fantastic! Nevertheless, I am sometimes in lonely places somewhat uneasy. For I have discovered in recent years, my preference for regional crime novels. The I'm reading at the time , is about a gruesome series of murders in the southern Palatinate. In this case, the maniacal serial killer always leaves his cruelly mutilated victims in the rows of vines back, which then innocent people stumble without warning on tattered body. Creepy!

Eventually I land, without having planned it in Eschbach.

are there in the village life-size, and with different paint schemes designed around donkey statues. These colorful donkey attract tourists for several years in the town. I've heard from visitors who are specially arrived for this artistically designed donkey across Rhineland-Palatinate. Watching as Donkey Day trip. Not that the donkeys would be all that can be visited in Eschbach. A ruined castle and a natural forest in the biosphere reserve in this area have many communities. But there are colorful donkey only Eschbach.

One would think so, that you can achieve with wine in such a room a favor rather ordinary income. In fact, one finds on the wine road, some very handsome houses, which bear witness to generations earned wealth. But most of the old winery and farm houses in the area are rather small, some tiny even. Even today, after decades of land consolidation Courts in Germany and the dying farm, in the Palatinate less than half of their wine Wingert as full-time farmers. The other half can not live by the achieved with the winery income alone. And now the tourists come in: a frequent side-line is in the rental of apartments or in the management of restaurants and small pensions. Thus the farmer is also the host. Sadly that is in many parts of Germany. Especially in the so-called Erbteilungsgebieten, where farms were divided over many centuries, each entitled to inherit under all descendants, is from agriculture alone can exist less and less. The mechanization wave of the 50s Not this was an attempt to escape. Then came the 60s and 70s, in which one tried by increasing the amount of income to increase. "Quantity instead of quality" was in many places well into the 80s into the slogan. The sweet dishwater, which was at that time sold in many supermarkets with colorful labels and wine, one might have tilted in good conscience actually no donkey's ear. This has harmed the reputation of German wine term.

eighth Meanwhile, many wineries coming more to high-quality products they sell on their own and at reasonable prices in the region. Organic wines are no longer rare, high quality wines for the elevated (star) restaurants are here extended. A new generation of young winemakers has now been adopted in many companies the government. High-class trained, competent and ambitious, they reach for the highest awards in the industry. The German wine is back!

I decide to crown my excursion with a walk on the ruins of the Castle Made. From there, I'm enjoying the breathtaking views over the beautiful scenery of the Palatinate in the west, the mountain ranges of the Haardt Mountains in the east, the Upper Rhine valley and in between the hills of the wine route - the Palatine Toscana. If there is this beautiful and varied landscape did not exist, then you would have to build them.

And do it now!