Kosov and Tetín

My dad and I went cycling this Sunday, an activity that was pitched to me in a rather deceitful manner when my dad said we would be back in time for lunch (which was eaten at five o’clock).  I spent much of the ride cursing because of how wet and rocky the forest paths were, but I think the pictures were worth it.

Tetín is historically significant as one of the oldest villages in the Czech Republic (in fact, it is the site of a prehistoric settlement from the paleolithic era). According to legend, the village was the site of a castle that belonged to Teta, one of the three daughters of Duke Krok, who ruled the Czechs after they arrived in Bohemia under the leadership of Forefather Čech. Tetín was also home to Saint Ludmila, grandmother of Saint Wenceslas.  

The abandoned quarry at Kosov
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The abandoned quarry at Kosov
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The forest above Tetín
The Church of Saint Ludmila in Tetín
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Village scenery
The Church of Saint John of Nepomuk in Tetín
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Another view of Saint Ludmila's
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