"This is private!"

Yes, I see. Just wanted to take a look.

On the way back home

True Colors

Kraftwerk

Peacefully

Remnants of a past glory

So far, so close

I woke up earlier than usual, today, even earlier than a typical working day. I wanted to jump on the saddle of my mountain-bike before the sun was high and ride along the riven till the ruins of an old Roman military camp, called Flavia Solva, in the area of the modern town of Leibnitz. The way down south of Graz is very smooth, with no climbs nor challenging terrain. Alas, after reaching the place where today the archaeological site stands, I felt a bit disappointed. Beside the remains of some opus-incertum walls and a collection of tiny little glass ampules, vials and bowls, nothing else was there to witness the life of this far outpost of the Roman Empire. Tombstones, funeral sculptures and insignia have been all moved to the city, in the Historical Museum of Graz.

Veni, Vidi, ... Equitavi.

Time to harvest

Goals

It's undoubtedly a matter of will. Destination: StubenbergerSee.

I'm here.

A top view

Not the best of views, I know. The sun is already down and the sky is somehow dull. Still, I wanted to keep a trace of my MTB passage on top of the Plabutsch hill, after a long time.

Austria Felix

Nothing beyond

Reserved lane

Evening at Thal

The solitary tree on top of the hill has put up its crown. But the wind is always the same.

On top

Staying at the door

Standing at the doorsteps to break the lock-down monotony.

Fly by

Simply flying by is impossible. One feels the need to stop and observe.

Fly by