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パノラマを撮影したのは Florian Kraemer 撮影日 07:07, 12/11/2011 - Views loading...


Raven Crag HDR

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A: Raven Crag panorama

Florian Kraemer作, ここから10メートル

Raven Crag panorama

B: Ilsenburg, Klosterkirche

Bernd Schäbler作, 5.1kmかなた

Ilsenburg, Klosterkirche

C: Stapelburg

Frank Schneidereit作, 6.2kmかなた

Im August 2004 erinnerten sich einige Stapelburger Heimatfreunde der alten Burgkelleranlage unter der...


D: Burgruine Stapelburg

Frank Schneidereit作, 6.2kmかなた

The settlement developed in the 16th century at the foot of the Stapelburg Castle. First mentioned in...

Burgruine Stapelburg

E: Brocken Panorama

Igor Marx作, 7.1kmかなた

Brocken Panorama

F: Sendeanlagen auf dem Brocken

Igor Marx作, 7.1kmかなた

Sendeanlagen auf dem Brocken


Igor Marx作, 7.2kmかなた


Igor Marx作, 7.2kmかなた


Igor Marx作, 7.2kmかなた

J: Sendeanlagen auf dem Brocken

Igor Marx作, 7.2kmかなた


Sendeanlagen auf dem Brocken



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.