Above the valley stands still in the winter night sky. Snow seeps quietly out of the Black. Unclear the flakes to come to the eye. A remains as a tiny glittering star for a moment on the glove are located, as this would mean something. Can be quite, because in the Tyrol flakes to circulate the snow a little differently than us. In the holiday week in January, it’s snowing almost continuously.
But the silence finds a quick end, on the slope above colorful busy. Because what is going on! You can hear the kids shout, Laugh and merry Shout, and then you see them tumble, tots, the bounce, the roll, spin and roll, run and jump, with radiant faces. Then, we want to! To night mountain sledding at St. Mary’s. Bright beams of the headlights. With everything that has skids, it’s all downhill, in Sitting, Lying and even Standing. Helmet and goggles are mandatory.
Also, a little Fun, otherwise, why all this pushing and shoving at the lifts have Larger? Now it’s our turn! On the carriage to go to the thing, he speed sucks, as you would be oxygen. The carriage with the young overtake the father, he is left behind in the swirling snow. Over all the commotion going on the chairlift floats with stoic Composure. Fatigue, Hunger, or thirst, come to Otto’s runway items at the bottom next to the Lift. And if you are wondering why it’s called “Otto’s”, the question of the host, and when Otto appears, one sees the same: That fits.
Short way
of Course skiing must be also. The trails of ski resort to ski resort in the Zugspitz Arena are short. Every day you can go elsewhere and only need ten minutes of travel time. The Arena is on the Austrian side of the Zugspitze, to the North of the fern pass. It includes resorts such as Ehrwald, Lermoos, Bichlbach, Biberwier, and Namlos. The Zugspitze mountain is the border mountain between Germany and Austria and can be reached from two sides by rail. So unlike elsewhere, the winter sports is here. Without snow cannons it’s not. The instructor assured, there are no substances were added to drive, so to speak, Bio-snow, minus power consumption. “This is pure drinking water.” The instructor throws up a handful of snow, and each crystal glistens like a brilliant. A bit different with it just yet.
particularly for the Small Arena seems to be in the Zugspitz-agree with everything. A ski race in the children’s ski school at the Ehrwaldner Alm, where the chairlifts are heated, listed 600 the start of the end. The Wettersteinbahnen trump with a closing bracket at the chair Sunracer lift, so that children come impossible to Slip. At the valley station of the Confetti-hall. A climbing wall with Rock look, where the children climb in bad weather, over twelve meters high in the tower. In the basement, a proper gym is waiting.
In a Tyrolean house, on the top of the Ehrwalder Alm, for 11Millionen Euro newly built, an escalator leads to the lower floor. An a-la-carte Restaurant and a fairy children’s Paradise with tree-sized mushrooms in the magic of light wait. From the Kaiserschmarrn to get here is never enough. Well, he served the same recipe.
The lesson from the Lama-Trekking in the snow: Lamas may have more personality than we the people and the equally intricate social structures. In our herd of only males, because the females always seem to be pregnant or breast-feeding. Our Lama is Wicki. In the front of a magnificent animal, tall and proud strides. The others run after him. It bucks the companions not to stir also.
“But,” explained Martin, the holder of the flock, “this is the chief. The front is always the one who wants to be a chief to be without it really. Hugo is a Casanova.” Hugo is young and nice and brown. Martin shows the true Boss of the Lamas. Completely right at the end. He is small, strong, exhausted and ugly. An ear is torn off, the teeth protrude from the mouth. But his view of respect is outspread.
Lamas to take a quick eye contact. And give up on it quickly. But after a few views to change, we begin to talk with Wicki, and it is clear that we understand each other. Llamas are herd animals and are together as people go sealing. With the time we do not know the llamas to us, or we to them?
magical moments
“Gemma! S drink! S eat’!” Otherwise we will have to carry it all back. Our space for the construction of the igloos on the mountain in the forest on the Grubigalm. It is snowing still. If the snow flake to snow flake falls down, to lift the snow block to snow block, it needs a healthy work setting. For the children, but it is definitely a funny thing to build a snow house, where you’ll learn something. “Not bad,” would say the Tyrolean.
That hot tea with or without Rum is distributed, and cumin bread, is filled into the stew, does all well. Three people are trapped in the deep snow, you have to dig a Tunnel to free them. The highlight: the Astonishment in the interior of the completed igloos, in the greenish or bluish light, such as under the dome of a Cathedral.
The holidays are almost over. We are sitting in the Hotel before the trip home together in a cozy room. It is cosy indoors with hot steam to the nose, while the snowflakes outside, merrily dancing. There was a little stirring in the glass, the Latte macchiato and the feelings. The landlady comes for parting, and inquires after the completed program: sledding? On The Marienberg? Great! Another train there in the weather stone, at the old house. “Did you gsehn’s?” Yes, that’s what we do in the next year, say we. “Nice,” laughs the hostess, “then n mer’s zamma do.”
The trip was unterstütztvon the Tyrolean Zugspitz Arena.
Created: 21.11.2019, 23:03 PM
