Wurmberg Ski Jump
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Wurmberg Ski Jump

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The Wurmberg is second highest mountain of the Harz mountain range in Northern Germany at 971 m. The ski jump is a 90m jump with yearly Continental Cup ski jumping competition if snow conditions allow.

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A: Wurmberg 02

by Igor Marx, 150 meters away

Wurmberg 02

B: Wurmberg 01

by Igor Marx, 200 meters away

Wurmberg 01

C:

by Igor Marx, 2.8 km away

D: Braunlage Wurmbergseilbahn

by Igor Marx, 2.8 km away

Braunlage Wurmbergseilbahn

E:

by Igor Marx, 3.0 km away

F:

by Igor Marx, 3.0 km away

G:

by Igor Marx, 3.0 km away

H: Braunlage Eisstadion

by Igor Marx, 3.1 km away

Braunlage Eisstadion

I: Braunlage 04

by Igor Marx, 3.2 km away

Braunlage 04

J: Braunlage 01

by Igor Marx, 3.3 km away

Braunlage 01

This panorama was taken in Germany

This is an overview of Germany

Germany? Before the beginning there was Ginnungagap, an empty space of nothingness, filled with pure creative power. (Sort of like the inside of my head.)

And it ends with Ragnarok, the twilight of the Gods. In between is much fighting, betrayal and romance. Just as a good Godly story should be.

Heroes have their own graveyard called Valhalla. Unfortunately we cannot show you a panorama of it at this time, nor of the lovely Valkyries who are its escort service.

Hail Odin, wandering God wielding wisdom and wand! Hail Freya, hail Tyr, hail Thor!

Odin made the many lakes and the fish in them. In his traverses across the lands he caused there to be the Mulheim Bridge in Cologne, as did he make the Mercury fountain, Mercury being of his nature.

But it is to the mighty Thor that the Hammering Man gives service.

Between the time of the Nordic old ones and that of modern Frankfort there may have been a T.Rex or two on the scene. At least some mastodons for sure came through for lunch, then fell into tar pits to become fossils for us to find.

And there we must leave you, O my most pure and holy children.

Text by Steve Smith.

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