From Bouzov via Cimburk to Radkov or beyond the castles of the Czech-Moravian border

With this travelogue, which I use to return to one late-March sightseeing-tourist excursion, I am already trying to summon spring. As part of the - not very often occurring - combination of nice weather and the ordered vacation of my dear, I started the "mill" and took my weaker and more tender half on a trip (yes, even the grabalian call "that's enough, you're taking me somewhere again, dad export" then took place). As part of this,…