although summer blinked for a few days last week already - i don't want to withhold my last mission through mecklenburg-western pomerania in march this year. especially around the beautiful lake area, i had the chance to experience some survival training. not that i did run out of water or alcoholic baverages (plenty of beers, wine and whiskey stashed away) - good food in the fridge, and accompanied by my lovely girlfriend - no - we got stuck in the downs of the neverending mecklenburg sand. some people might expect it along beautiful beaches or in the sahara - but not there.
equipped with all you need - shovel, slabs, rocks, warm PLATOON clothing and lots of endurance, after two and a half hours, cold fingers and some final support from a local farmer - we could continue or mission.

rid on with the immortal 30 year old 207 "westphalia".