We have dubbed today the Almost-Luther Day, because at 39km we fell a trifle short of the 42km average he is supposed to have walked on his southward journey. (Much of the day was spent along the Rennsteig, a very old road from Ilmenau southwards. Many times we walked through the rut–sometimes more than 8ft deep–carved by hundreds of years of horses, mules, oxes and carts. All in all a very historical day.)
All the same it took us 13.5 hours and we’re in our Zimmervermietung in a state nearly beside ourselves with exhaustion. We also got a taste of Luther’s winter cold, despite it being August. And we also realized that walking in November and December, Luther must have spent quite a lot of time walking in the dark. More on this and our other day’s adventures tomorrow when we are more coherent.