White Fen: Fürstenkuhle and Kuhlenvenn

Vast skies, soft ground, and a landscape that seems to breathe quietly. Anyone who has ever traveled here quickly understands why bogs are so fascinating.

The White Fen owes its name to the cotton grass. When its white, cottony tufts dance in the wind, the moor almost looks as if someone has painted it with a brush and paint. It was called the "White Fen"—regardless of whether there were other "White Fens" further south or even in Holland. This one here at Gescher is unique enough.

The White Fen was once vast. Together with the Black Fen, the Scholler Fen, and the Kuhlen Fen, it formed a moorland of impressive size. But then it was drained, excavated, and exploited – until only a small but precious remnant remained of the once-great natural wonder: the Fürstenkuhle, surrounding an old moorland pond. Fortunately, the value of this piece of nature was recognized in time, and it was placed under protection.