“The comfort of having a friend may be taken away, but not that of having had one.”
The Saturday before Easter, one of my best friends was taken from us without warning.
I first met Jens back in 2013 on a spontaneous visit to "his" abandoned sanatorium - a lonely place on top of a mountain where he had chosen to live with his pack of sleigh dogs. He offered us coffee, showed us the place and told stories. The little time we had just flew by. This first meeting was special. We had immediately connected on a really cool level, and my wife and I only reluctantly left that evening. We returned a few months later, and then again...and again. Over the years, a real friendship developed. Jens and "his" mountain became the place for us to be grounded, to meet new people, learn new things - and have barbecue ;)
We felt at home there, and Jens was the reason for that.
I still can't believe that he is gone and that I won't see him anymore walking quickly over his premises, feeding his dogs, riding the sleigh or building something new.
What remains are the great memories of adventure, of long talks by the campfire at night, the hunts for trespassers trying to jump the fence and of surprising visits to cool places that nobody else knew of.
And what will remain are the friendships that developed with the people we met on the mountain. That is Jens' legacy - he brought people together. People of different ages, religions, political views. People that came because of the dogs, people that came because of the sanatorium - in the end everyone came for Jens and for all the things that made this place so unique.
Thank you, Jens, for your friendship.
Thank you for everything you gave us!
We'll meet again by the great campfire in the sky!!!
GALLERY UPDATE! New photos added taken on December 30, 2017.
There is no information regarding the use or the history of this place...(more)
GALLERY UPDATE! New photos added taken on December 26, 2017.
There is no information regarding the use or the history of this place....(more)
The weather really wasn't our friend that day. Pixelcracker and I had left the abandoned manor house and got on the way to the second location we had planned. The drive was about 30 minutes and during these 30 minutes, we drove through fog, sunshine (only a litle bit), and rain. A lot of rain.
Only as we arrived, the rain started to cease a little.
The good thing was that there was a more or less public parking spot right next to the location - and an RV isn't really percepted as suspicious in the area, so parking there really was a no-brainer.
I got out of the car and started checking...(more)