Wednesday 31 January 2018

Horses, rams and future projects (Adventure no. 122)


Today, instead of looking at the beauty of the fields, we decided to talk about our plans in the future.

(Spoiler alert. If you want a surprise, skip this paragraph.) We talked about going to Edinburgh. From what Tonio said, we would travel a lot like we did in Iceland. We would spend a day in Edinburgh and then go towards the north - as Tonio likes to say, off the beaten track. We also talked about possible future things to do once we finish the Dijleland map. We thought about exploring all 19 communes of Brussels. Maybe, because I will be older, I might be able to plan those adventures myself. Exciting times ahead!


We were in deep conversation throughout the adventure but we were interrupted quite a few times. Obviously, Tonio was taking pictures of the scenery which we should have looked at more because it was very nice. We were also interrupted by a horse, who was really kind to us. We said hello to him, Tonio took a few pictures and he even managed to stroke the horse a few times before the horse got nervous and shook his head. We politely said goodbye and walked in to see another horse. This one however was in the middle of lunch and you know how animals are in the middle of eating. He didn’t even look up. We left him to do his business (which was also polite of us) and continued on.


Towards the end we met two rams who, at first, weren’t interested and walked away. We then tried to make ram noises (good thing no one was around. We would have looked like fools!) The rams looked up at us and started slowly walking towards us. They walked faster and faster until they were almost running towards us. They stopped, with temporary fascination for about 30 seconds. But we must have been boring humans because they walked away after a minute. Tonio called them ‘bdabad’ which is Maltese for rams but also figuratively used as savages. I can see why rams in Maltese is figurative for savages.


And, after the long walk, we returned to our car and drove home... Did you enjoy our discussion/adventure? If you have then make sure that you join us on the next one in Adventures In Dijleland!

GianlucaDeGringu

Ps. Check out Tonio’s blog called The Wanderer. He posts on holiday adventures with me and my family or just by himself. Goodbye!





[by Tonio]:

We had a pleasant, easy stroll today, mostly through country lanes in between crop fields at Vaalbeek, close to the Meerdaalwoud forest, our last venture to this rather distant section of the Zuid Dijleland hiking network.




We befriended, first, a horse and towards the end of our walk two rams (I think they're rams). The latter acted rather aloof in the beginning, turning their backs to us and walking to the other side of the field when we came next to them and said hello. We felt rather offended, but then we thought of talking to them in their own language, making animal sounds. It worked wonders! Each time they looked up from their grazing, and when we kept calling out to them they decided to move over to our side. It was heart warming to see both rams purposefully crossing the entire length of the field to join us.



Most of the time today we discussed future projects and adventures, including an upcoming trip to Scotland, possibly exploring the different communes of Brussels once we cover all the numbers in our map of Zuid Dijleland, and also about activities for Gianluca at home. We were so engrossed in conversation that we hardly saw the time and the kilometres go by.



At the very end, Gianluca insisted on walking all the way back to no. 118 so that we would have "closed the loop" properly, instead of turning left after the last corner to reach the car. Pointless, in my opinion, but never mind. It was yet another thoroughly enjoyable two hours out in the Belgian countryside.

[P.S. The "closing the loop" thing is a bit my fault from a past adventure, when I insisted on walking towards a wooden number post as otherwise our adventure "wouldn't count".]



Monday 8 January 2018

Hot turnip soup (Adventure no. 118)


After our holiday break, we have returned to our weekly adventures. Today, because of the cold weather and the freezing cold we decided to make it a short adventure.


We started off by walking by my favourite type of adventure between two active farms. We saw some type of vegetable on the floor and Tonio thought that they were turnips. The field became clear that it was growing the “turnips” because of the mountain of them we saw a few seconds later.


We still got to go to the same forest we've been going to for the past few adventures. We managed to remember one of our paths that we had been in two or three adventures ago. It was the same adventure as when we had seen the military base.

We walked out of the forest into more farms. When we found number 119 we had to walk to one of the few starting points for newcomers . It was a strange path made of grass and two edges. It curved around one of the farms and into a parking lot where the starting point was. Then we had to do a bit of off-roading (more like on-roading if you ask me) and we went to a cosy café which was all about cycling. We both bought a soup that could have been turnip soup...

After some more on-roading I saw the car and, as always, sprinted to it. We went in the car and drove home... Did you enjoy our winter adventure? If you have then make sure to join us in our next one in Adventures In Dijleland!

GianlucaDeGringu

P.S. Make sure to check out Tonio's blog called The Wanderer.  He writes about his journeys to different countries. Hope you enjoy!





[by Tonio]: It didn't take us long this 2018 to go on our first 'adventure'. Being at the peak of winter, and myself still recovering from a flu and an ever shaky backbone, we kept it short and sweet. It makes sense not to stay out too long in the cold because it would take away most of the enjoyment.

Our not-too-long walk started at 118 at the edge of Vaalbeek, next to a quaint roadside shrine.



We turned into a country road that leads into farmland. It was mostly farmland today, and the exact weather and ambience to experience the bleakness of winter in Belgium.

Gianluca considered this plain too flat to give a good picture, but I thought I could prove otherwise.
Contrary to many, I find the desolation and miserable appearance of this season to be rich in character. When Gianluca asked what I meant by this I found it difficult to explain. All I could say was that the pictures I was taking might hopefully serve to express what I meant.


Shortly before we reentered the car, we stopped at an empty Flemish pub - empty except for the owner who was watching a TV transmission of a mountainbike race being held in nearby Heverlee - for a much needed mug of hot soup.