Just off the N4, in between its more illustrious neighbours Marche-en-Famenne and Bastogne, lies the tiny Ardennes village of Masbourg. It was my destination for a day’s hike back in the greenness and heat of August.
From Masbourg you are spoilt for choice regarding walks. You can go this way or that; hither or thither; or simply wander yonder:
I chose to take the Rue de la Vallée out of Masbourg and then follow a circular route via Grupont and Mormont and back to my starting point.
Masbourg is one of those villages with virtually nothing in it in the way of amenities, but some gorgeous Ardennes cottages.
Then it was up into the hills for some breathtaking views over the surrounding countryside.
It was one of those places that you turn a corner and see even more views that you just have to photograph:
And in between taking photos, there were plenty of opportunities to sample the local produce:
And I have to say they were the juiciest, sweetest blackberries I have tasted … since last autumn when I was in the Ardennes.
Talking of local produce, I came across this sad sight. Obviously it was once someone’s great pride and joy, but had unfortunately been left and abandoned in mid growing season.
All the equipment was there: seed beds, various tools, flowerpots, a watering can, bags of potting compost, even a lamp.
It was as if the gardener had suddenly had to stop. I hope it wasn’t because he or she had been taken ill, or even worse, but that’s what it looked like.
Grupont was my next stop. I didn’t know what to expect, and so was delightfully surprised to find an attractive little village.
With of course, another fine selection of sturdily built house and cosy cottages that make you want to move down here.
Right in the middle of the village is this protected building, the “Spanish House”, which dates back to 1590:
I wouldn’t be surprised to find out that this village bench dated back to the same era too!
It certainly hadn’t been sat upon for many a year!
But enough sightseeing, it was time to head into the hills again, and this time the path took me through a deep forest. It was wonderfully silent, apart from the old bird call, although I can imagine during the week it might be noisier as there is obviously a thriving local forestry industry.
The final stage of my walk passed by the famous village of …
Famous? Of course, isn’t this where this fellow lives?
None other than Ser Jorah Mormont. He of the unrequited love for Daenerys Targaryen, Mother of Dragons. (Game of Thrones for the uninitiated).
I didn’t see Ser Jorah. But I did see some dragons in the distance…until I got closer.
All in all, a great place to hike. You can discover and follow my 15-km route on RouteYou here.
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Another beautiful walk through the countryside, Denzil. The thing I love most about my digital camera is that I can take as many photos as I like and it doesn’t cost a cent. What is the story behind the white statue?
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It was to commemorate the local soldiers lost during World War 2 Carol, and in particular the “Battle of the Bulge”
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It’s a sad fact of life that there are war memorials everywhere, even in Australia. It is good to be reminded. We went to Pearl Harbour on Saturday and it was fascinating and sobering at the same time.
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Thanks for taking me on your “Walk/Bike Trip” this morning! Lovely post and pictures. Loved Grupont and the blue bridge and of course all the small cottages! Yes, I too would like to know more about that memorial in the village.
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Thanks for your comment CadyLuck. It was a walk, not a cycle ride! I wouldn’t fancy getting my bike up some of those hills as my bike isn’t that fit!
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Sorry about that! Lacking sleep today! Up and off to airport at 0330!!!!!
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Travel safely!
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Lovely walk (apart from the sad greenhouse and sad bench).
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Yes, both had certainly seen better days Anabel!
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You certainly saw some history while getting your hike in and enjoying those delicious berries. 🙂
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Wild berries are often so tasty. And so distracting too!
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That Spanish House doesn’t look Spanish? But, why should it? I like the look of Grupont. 🙂
Many thanks for joining me!
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Yes, I think I should have called it the “so-called Spanish House” as you’re right, it doesn’t look Spanish and I can’t find any reference to why it has that name. Maybe a Spaniard lived there once.
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Looks splendid!
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I thought you would appreciate the Welsh connection in the title Mark!
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On the How Green is My Valley reference its more West Wales than South Wales.
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I’m not sure about that Mark. I think it was set in the coalmining area of south Wales.
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I loved the novel so much we even considered naming our 2nd son after one of the characters (Iestyn) but the civil servant responsible refused because he had never heard of the name 😦 – Beautiful blog entry, by the way; I just can’t wait to continue my journey from Stavelot and from Laroche 🙂
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What a shame Guido. Iestyn is a lovely name. Pity you didn’t have the book with you to show him. Thanks for your comment about my blog post, and I wish you well on your journey through the Ardennes
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yet another lovely walk through beautiful countryside with some delightful stone houses. I would be happy to take that greenhouse!
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Next time I’m there Jude I will pack it up and send it to you!
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Thank you! I’ll take very good care of it.
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Heerlijke wandeling gestaafd met mooie zichten van landschappen en natuur
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Dank U, ik wil zeker terugkeren naar dit mooie streek
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