Kdyne (and not only with a dachshund)

During the time that I was a carrier, companion and assistant to my own mother at the dachshund training camp, I actually got to the town of Kdyne four times, three of them on foot.
The first time was when I was coming back from Kout in Šumava and met a fellow tourist here, with whom we had already passed each other once, and they went together for a quick beer. It's true, we stayed at the posh U Černého orlo hotel, where the locals…