This beautiful Beltane morn we took a Regional Express North West out of Berlin to Paulinenaue, with the plan of cycling to Rathenow and catching the train back again. Most of the cycling was done on the Havelland Radweg; it was created on the former route of a light railway, so mostly straight and flat.
One of our stops was the picturesque village of Ribbeck, famous for the minor gentry von Ribbeck family who were squires of hereabouts and lived in the Schloss at the heart of the village.
l-r the flags of Germany, Brandenburg, and Havelland
|Entrance to the Schloss Restaurant and Museum|
|Sculptures at Schloss Ribbeck|
|Sculptures representing the River Havell|
Adjacent to Schloss Ribbeck is a memorial to the fallen of the First World War, quite nicely executed for a change, and without the almost obligatory eagle. I don't know why but I always look to see if there are any Gilmours recorded - funnily enough, I've never seen one yet.
(I don't really. The chances of a Scottish Gilmour turning up in early Twentieth Century Brandenburg are very very slim).
|First World War Memorial|
|View towards the Alte Schule|
|Alte Schule - Unter den Linden|
Like your yellow trousers there mate. Not.
|die Alte Dorfkirche|
|That church again|
|Kaffee und Hofladen im alten Waschhaus|
|Old Laundry. The pears on the tree to the right there are tied onto the branches with string!|
|Old Barn and Bare-Foot-Path|
|Alte Brennerei, Ribbeck|
A memory of the von Ribbecks is kept alive by a small family cemetery south of the Schloss. It was created with the death of three children aged four, five and eleven years in 1893. Their three small crosses bear witness to the effects of diphtheria which took the lives of Werner, Margaret and Ernestine. They were children of Hans Georg von Ribbeck Henning and his wife, whose grave stone is in the center of the cemetery. They were also brothers and sisters of the last Lord of Ribbeck, Hans Georg Karl Anton von Ribbeck.
|Memorial to the last Squire of Ribbeck|
|Gravestone of Marie-Agnes von Ribbeck|
Also the last resting place of Hans?
The poem 'Herr von Ribbeck auf Ribbeck im Havelland' tells the tale of a gentle and generous Squire von Ribbeck from Ribbeck who often gave away pears from his pear trees to passing young boys and girls (clean your thoughts at the back there!). He knows his son and heir to be a bit of a Scrooge though, so when he feels his time has come, the squire asks that a pear be put in his grave. This occurs, and from the seeds in the pear a pear-tree quickly grows, and continues providing free pears to children.
You can read the poem in translation here.
And in the church-yard you can see ...
|Not Herr von Ribbeck's pear tree.|
Nice story though, and with it we continued on our 45km route to Rathenow.
And how far approximately were we from Berlin on our journey? Oh, about 60km according to this milestone! (That's my new bike from Christmas by the way. We bought each other one for presents, and because of the rotten weather we haven't rid them very far yet!)
|60 km bis Berlin|