Walking in Austria. Kev Reynolds
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Route 78 Bachlalm – Sulzenhals – Hofpürgl Hut – Filzmoos
Route 79 Vorderer Gosausee – Hintere Seealm
Route 80 Steeg-Gosau – Hallstatt – Steeg-Gosau
Introduction
Route 81 Badgastein – Palfnersee – Badgastein
Route 82 Badgastein – Graukogel – Reedsee – Badgastein
Route 83 Badgastein – Böckstein – Badgastein
Route 84 Badgastein – Oberer Bockhartsee – Sportgastein
Route 85 Kaprun – Krefelder Hut
Route 86 Krefelder Hut – Salzburger Hut – Kaprun
Route 87 Kaprun – Scharfer Grat
Route 88 Kaprun – Heinrich-Schwaiger-Haus
Route 90 Hut to Hut across the Glockner Group
Route 91 Matreier Tauernhaus – Innergschlöss
Route 92 Innergschlöss – Ochsnerwaldweg – Innergschlöss
Route 93 Ströden – Essener-Rostocker Hut
Route 94 The Venediger Höhenweg
Route 95 Europa Panoramaweg Goldried – Kals-Matreier-Törlhaus – Kalser Höhe – Goldried
Route 96 Matrei – Sudetendeutsche Hut – Matrei
Walks from Kals Am Grossglockner
Route 97 Kals – Stüdl Hut
Route 98 Kals – Glorer Hut – Lucknerhaus
Introduction
Route 99 Bärental – Klagenfurter Hut
Route 100 Klagenfurter Hut – Bielschitza
Route 101 Schaidasattel – Hochobir
Appendix D German–English Glossary
From the Fuldaer Höhenweg walkers gain a direct view of the Taschachferner (Ötztal Alps, Route 15)
INTRODUCTION
At four o’clock on a June morning in 1967 I gazed breathless with wonder as the sun rose out of a distant valley, and flooded its glow across a sea of mountains whose snowfields and glaciers turned pink with the new day. My companions and I had spent the night with neither tent nor sleeping bag for comfort on a summit modest in altitude but generous in outlook, and greeted the dawn with smiles of delight. Then we descended as fast as we could. As we did we won a second sunrise, then another, and another, racing for pre-dawn shadows while the sun hastened to spread its goodness over all the Eastern Alps.
I was young then, leading walking groups in Austria’s mountains, and loving every moment, every trail, every summit, valley, lake and meadow starred with flowers. Loving the pure alpine air, the cleanliness of the villages, the punctuality of bus and train, the certainty of a waymarked path, the smiles of each hut warden amused by my poor attempts to speak German. Loving life.
Forty