Each year the little town of Fränkisch-Crumbach, Germany, throws a big party for hammer throwers. They welcome a field of international throwers, including competitors from all around Europe, South America, and even China. World records have been broken on this field which, for the rest of the year, is merely an empty expanse of grass behind the local grocery store. On this May weekend, the field becomes a reason for all the locals to come and enjoy some beer and bratwurst and see some of the best in the world throw.
This was my second trip to Fränkisch-Crumbach and it was more crowded than ever. Unfortunately, due to an injury sustained in practice the previous day, Martin sat the event out. Never before have we both been spectators at a hammer throwing event, but it was a nice opportunity to sit back and enjoy all the throws from the bleachers with the best commentator at my side.
After a long day around the ring, we spent the night at a favorite guest house just outside Fränkisch-Crumbach. We slept in, read the paper, and had a nice breakfast before spending a few minutes exploring the castle ruins just above our room. It was a nice way to spend the last of our long weekends.