The Chapel on the Water is on the site of ancient spa-baths in the little village of Ojcow, in the middle of the Ojcow National Park, about 20km outside of Krakow. Dating back to 1901 it is just over 100 years old.
The story goes that the landowner wouldn’t let anybody build a church on his land, but since he doesn’t own the river he could not prevent the church from being built there.
If you want to visit the church, it is on the road that goes through Ojcow, but its about 500m to the north (the far side of the village if you are coming from the Krakow side).
These hydrofoils, or “flying dolphins” as they are known by can be seen zipping all over the Aegean sea. They are must faster than the regular ferries (and much noisier and more expensive), but are idea if you are in a rush to get to your destination.
Whereas we, who had all the time in the world, sat on the outside deck of the regular ferry and enjoyed watching the world go by as we took a leisurely trip to Aegina, and back to Athens a week later.
I took this photo from Muizenberg Peak, just above Lakeside. I see this mountain from my bedroom window, but it as a magic peak for a trail-run destination. My house is in the little suburb on the bottom left, just below the grass in front of the lake. The lake is actually an estuary that is fed from many of the rivers the flow off the mountain. It empties into the sea on the right, at Muizenberg beach.
Here are a few more pics from the run.
Part of the trail
I saw this written on the trail. Just something nice, and in a zen way – impermanent.
At the top of Muizenberg Peak
Park Island is a small island on the Zandvlei, the vlei (lake) at the bottom of my road. The only way to access the island is from a walkway on the other side of the vlei, and while I have paddled around it in my kayak many times, I have never been on the island. This changed last weekend, when I had to do a recon on the island (to look at a possible site for a memorial bench for a friend), so while I was there I took Eccles for a walk.
To my utter surprise I found a labyrinth on the island, just 600m from my house (in a direct line – about 3km if I take the road). It was only created last year, and in the dry weather it has been struggling to get established, but I’m sure that it will be wonderful once it gets more established and teh paths become more clear. Watch this space for an update…
I ran to the Church of route Holy Cross to visit Chopin’s Heart, where I spent a few quite moments wondering around the church, and in particular visiting Chopin’s Heart. There is a strange story to that. He was worried about being buried alive, so when he died he wanted his heart removed and sent to Warsaw, which was done. So it now rests inside a pillar inside the church. I felt a little bad wondering around a church in my sweaty running gear – but at least I removed my cap.
The rest of Chopin is buried in Pierre Lachat in Paris (where I visited in 2005).