Triberg in the Black Forest

Aside from one overnight camping trip in the Black Forest almost 2 years ago, we haven’t really explored the Black Forest at all.  Wednesday morning, which also happened to be the 4th of July, we headed away from the American festivities on base and headed straight for a German experience in a little town called Triberg… right in the heart of the Black Forest.

 

We headed straight for a little hike to see a cascading waterfall.

 

At the end of the trail we found a park and the girls happily climbed aboard one of their favorite German swings.  Ryan and Dad pushed them high and they loved it.

We wandered past this church and stepped inside for a peak.  I liked it a lot.  The front was pretty ornate but everything else wasn’t too crazy.  I loved the ceilings and the lights.

 

There’s a peak at our hotel.  We reserved two family rooms at the Sheraton.  Nice rooms, an indoor pool, (which we used that night), and a fabulous German breakfast to go with it.

  The Messner Cottage, (below) built in 1697 is thought to be the 2nd oldest building in Triberg.  It served as accommodation for the Pilgrim-monks and as the living quarters for the Pilgrimage priests in it’s early days.

 

The main street of Triberg had some really fun shopping.  Of course we had to go in ‘The House of 1,000 Cuckoo Clocks’.  We examined them quite carefully thinking we may walk away with one, but none of them really spoke to us – especially at that price.  They were gorgeous though – all handmade from woodshops in the area.  We did walk away with some German lederhosen for Luke and Matt, though.  Boy, are they going to be cute!

 

The one downer of our little trip to the Black Forest was the cake.  We looked up where to eat authentic Black Forest cake on-line and then got the same recommendation from several store clerks.  We were pretty excited to eat Black Forest cake in the Black Forest… can you tell?  But it wasn’t good at all… maybe that’s because of the Cherry Liquor flavor inside!  No wonder the waitress looked at us strange when we wanted a piece for the kids to share.  Yuck – sorry about that kids.  I think this Black Forest cake was a little too authentic.