It is raining and promises to rain all day. We drive to Hegra anyways, all 7 of us in the old Mercedes station wagon. It's a lovely drive through the wet. Construction traffic at the Hell bridge convinces us to take to the country roads and navigate with an atlas. It turns out to be a fine decision, along country roads along a river, past giant beauiful barns, to the festning.
The rain stops when we reach the festning. It's as amazing as ever, on top of a beautiful wooded hill with all kinds of outdoor corridors and indoor tunnels to explore. The leaves are changing colors and there is an abundance of blueberries, ripe even though it's very late in the season.
We've never taken a tour of the festning, and I'd like to sometime, but I'm glad we haven't yet. The fortress is nice to explore, discover what is around and beneath this fantasy-scape.