The downside of this place is that there is only one pond where you can swim. A small pond by our standards with a sandy beach on the campsite is all there is. In the fall, this is of course completely irrelevant, and yet. It is from this pond that the road starts up to the top of Vorberg Hill - perhaps the most idle peak here, which you can easily climb with small children and even with a stroller along a good sandy road along which characters from children's fairy tales stand. Dwarves are mostly snow white and elves hiding behind trees and stones.
If you wish, you can drive along this road to the very top and go down to the neighboring village behind the hill. I chose a forest path, which was much steeper, through the forest, to climb in a more familiar format. The second day of my stay here was still cloudy, but as I ascended to the top, the wind began to intensify and disperse local clouds, opening the curtain over the Dachstein massif and showing interesting panoramic views. At the top is, according to local European tradition, a Catholic cross. And next to it is something like a watchtower, from which you can look around.
Based on the name of the town of Ramsau am Dachstein, the key attraction of this place is the Dachstein massif itself, which at any time of the year will meet you with sheer cliffs and a snow-white glacier adorning its plateau. Seen from above, the massif looks like a horse horseshoe, the center of which is bisected by another mountain range, from the top of which a circular view opens to the entire massif.
The highest peak of the Dachstein Peak massif is 2998 m, which is rounded up to 3000 in almost all advertisements. So it’s more beautiful. From the point of view of mountaineering, the peak is very simple, even children go to it under the supervision of parents, but only with full equipment. Already from the top of the cable car, breathtaking views of the distant high and snowy Alps in southern Austria open up.
Almost the entire wall near the cable car is an observation deck, and at the moments when the clouds below scatter, not only mountain ranges are visible, but also autumn, which froze below and stares at you, sending greetings with its yellow-red-green tones.
Exactly opposite Dachstein, south of the town of Schladming, there are lower mountain ranges. They do not have snow, and are completely unlike Dachstein. This place is called Planai. Here, a ski resort in winter, a mountain bike in summer, and of course trekking routes.
In summer, the upper part of Planai is covered with greenery, and in principle does not stand out from the general mass of such hills, but in autumn, the whole hat, which becomes burgundy red above 1800 m, is even stronger than that on Vorberg. There are very few trees, they grow only from the western part of the hill *, but such an amazing color gives the local hills nothing more than .. blueberries! =)
For the first time in my life, I admit to eating blueberries in October! This is something with something! Nobody really needs it here. Gophers and rabbits did not eat everything, tourists are too shy to go here with baskets, but the fields of blueberry bushes take up so much space that it is unrealistic to eat everything, and I ate, though already wrinkled, but autumn blueberries. It’s like a gift that you don’t expect at all, and it’s just on you.
* A hill is what I do not call a mountain. The top of Planai Mountain is about 1940 meters above sea level, but this mountain looks like a hill.
Going around this hill and red blueberry fields, the tourist is on his way to the top of Krahbergzinken, which is another 200 meters above Planai. This is one of the longest 1.5 hour routes one way to the top, which I overcame in one day in training format in 30 minutes of unspeakable pleasure. The feature of the mountain is its cliffs.
Approaching the top of the trail, it stumbles on completely steep slopes, from which wow views open down. You’re standing on the edge and thinking “what the hell am I standing on the edge of?” =) On the approach to the very top, a tourist stumbles upon a cliff only 7 meters long with a very steep slope, along which you need to go through Via Ferrata to get to the very top.
Playfully, jump up and voila! We are here. 2134 meters and beautiful panoramic views of everything around. I don’t want to leave at all. You sit and sit. Tourists come and go, and you sit.
If you are lucky to be here, especially in a personal car, at any time of the year, do not deny yourself the pleasure of visiting the place famous for its photo - Hallstatt (Hallstatt, Hallstatt). The turbine already had several notes about this amazing lake and the village located on it. In the Autumn in Austria diary, I will talk more about him in more detail, as well as about my other adventures. But I can not ignore the authenticity of this place. Later I learned that some information about this village is about 4000 years old. Just think ..
Somewhere in the Alps, a long time ago, before all these draculas, the Romans, and even more so of our time, there was already a fishing village. Unfortunately we did not take a guide, lugging around the local streets, so I still have to find out all the details, but the fact that this place is clearly unusual is undeniable. We were a bit unlucky with the weather. In the valley of the lake lay clouds, but not so low as to close the view.
A small village, boats, Europeans, Japanese, the smells of shops and such an understandable and simple awareness of thought in my head!