WEISSENOHE AT THE GATEWAY TO FRANCONIAN SWITZERLAND
Written by Franz Hofer for A Tempest in a Tankard
Itâ€™s a gloomy afternoon in late spring made slightly brighter by the cheerful yellow canola in full bloom and the several shades of green fields spread over the hills like a patchwork quilt. The bus from Forchheim has just deposited me at a nondescript crossroads on the highway. Tucked away in a hollow to my right, I spy the iconic steeple presiding over the monastery complex Iâ€™ve seen on so many bottles of beer from Klosterbrauerei Weissenohe. Iâ€™m in the right place.
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