Built in the late 1800’s to service the recently converted castle above the station was closed the same year that King Leapold II died. The castle above is long gone, burning down in the 1960’s yet the station does give you some idea as to how grand it must have been. The photo’s now taken I looked back at the climb and started questioning what I had been thinking, I questioned this once again when I was half way up my “shortened easy” route. I stopped and slumped down with exhaustion I could feel my heart pounding in my ears, looking down I had only one choice to continue up my chosen route which looked steeper and steeper with every carefully chosen step. Eventually I was back on top of the mountain, I collapsed and took the time to catch my breath…it was worth every step.
