The Basselscheid Farm Mill or Sohns Mill In front of the next property, the Basselscheider Bauernmühle, also called Sohns Mühle, a traffic sign makes us wonder: "Dead end" announces the sign, can't we get any further here? But we soon discover that the new owner has fenced in his property and diverted the hiking traffic. He was probably bothered by the fact that walkers were passing right by his front door, as they used to do. So we have to climb up the slope via a narrow but short scramble path and thus bypass the mill. According to a mill directory from 1809, there were two mills here, the "Alt-" and "Neumühle". However, it is not known whether the two mills were in operation at the same time or whether it was merely a transition from the old mill to a new one. The watercourse of the Baybach becomes stronger and stronger. It is hard to believe that the little stream we saw at Hausbay has become such a powerful brook after only a few kilometers. But the numerous side streams that shoot down from both sides bring a lot of water with them. The creek bed of the Bay presents itself again and again in a different form. Sometimes wide and shallow, in which the water flows ponderously, almost silently in numerous meanders, but then a fast flow of water as it foams up and rushes over the rocky cliffs. There is no place to stop along the way, so it is a good thing that at the confluence of Eichelsbach and Baybach we find a small shelter where we take a short rest. While we have a hearty ham sandwich and a good sip, we think about what a former mill inhabitant told us about the hardscrabble former life in the Baybach valley. Old Christine spent her childhood and adolescence in the valley and remembers well the arduous daily walk to school in the distant village on the heights, when she had to fight her way up the mountain over snow-covered or icy paths, and other times arrived at school soaked by the rain. Despite all the adversity, she rarely missed classes. But there were also pleasant school days. When in summer the sweet berries ripened by the wayside and invited to snack, the hard winter days were forgotten. Numerous medicinal herbs were collected in the past, yarrow, horsetail, cowslip and many others. They were hung in bundles to dry under the canopy of the house. These medicinal herbs were the medicine chest and were successfully used in cases of illness in humans and livestock. People still knew about natural medicine and firmly believed that "in God's nature there is a little herb for every ailment". From the ancient pear tree on the farm, the small, sweet fruits were collected and from them, according to an old recipe, the hearty pear herb was cooked, which was especially on the home-baked bread a delicious spread. And then old Christine smiles as she tells of the "crotchety old Patt." This was the unmarried uncle who lived in the family as a hobo, pulled his own tobacco for his pipe that rarely went out, tied the rice brooms, and stewed dried fruit from pear and apple slices in the oven for days on end. In winter, the dried slices were a popular supplementary food that ensured that the family did not have any digestive problems. After this mental excursion into past times, we shoulder our backpacks again and continue our hike, because the way to the Moselle is still far. We don't walk long, then the path leads us up the slope over steps (called the ladder of heaven), and on a flat path, about twenty meters above the stream, it is comfortable to walk along. After about a kilometer, we are led into the Hergesterbach valley coming down from Liesenfeld. But not far, then we cross the small brook on a wooden footbridge and then, over some steps inserted into the embankment, we reach the path that leads back to our "faithful companion", the Baybach. Excerpt from the book "von Mühle zu Mühle" a hike through the Baybach valley, available for 9.00 euros at the Tourist Information Emmelshausen.