Showing posts with label mountains. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mountains. Show all posts
Monday, April 11, 2016
Road Trip: Salzburg, Austria
Our last trip outside of Germany was to Salzburg, Austria. We've been to Austria several times, but never over night. We've driven and taken the train through Austria more times than I can count. We've even stayed in hotels only 5 minutes from the border, but never actually "visited" Austria. So, for our last trip, we decided to go to Salzburg. Salzburg was chosen as our last vacation over Prague, which is probably my favorite European city, but it didn't disappoint.
Sunday, April 10, 2016
Last Winter In Germany
Unfortunately, our time in Germany is coming to an end. It's been a roller-coaster of emotions the past 3 years, but we're excited to be moving on as well. The one thing we've agreed that we're strangely going to miss the most: Christmas Markets.
Sunday, March 6, 2016
Sunday, November 29, 2015
Norway: Fjords of Fun Part 1
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| Hellestylt |
Saturday, July 11, 2015
Konigssee, Bavaria
In June, we decided to enjoy the great outdoors by taking a trip to one of the most scenic locations in Germany, Konigssee.
Konigssee is located in Berchtesgadener Land, a national park in the Bavarian Alps on the Austrian border. Konigssee is best known for a few things. First, the close proximity to the Eagle's Nest which encourages a lot of visitors with interest in WWII history. Secondly, the famous "horn echo" which occurs when a horn is blown from a certain spot on the lake, causing an echo throughout the Alps which sounds like a symphony of horns playing. Finally, the beautiful views and amazing hikes through practically untouched Alps speckled with traditional wooden buildings and milk cows. German travel websites are covered with picturesque Bavarian scenes from Konigssee and the surrounding area.
Our main reason for making the trip was to enjoy a hike in the mountains, which we hadn't gotten to do since we lived in Colorado. On Friday afternoon, we packed up Augustus and the Jeep and set out for the southern-most portion of Germany. Unfortunately, we didn't get out fast enough to avoid traffic, so our road trip took almost 3 hours longer than anticipated. When we got to our hotel, the staff had gone to bed, so they left our key at the desk with a welcome note.
The next morning, we got up early to catch one of the earlier boats out. Konigssee can only be crossed on a particular kind of electric boat. No other vehicles are allowed on or near the lake to preserve it's crystal clear water. There are only two different stops to get off of from the boat and you pay by how far you plan to go. Each boat stops at a particular point to blow the trumpet in order to hear the echo.
On the day we went, it was soaking wet and pretty cold outside. We dressed Augustus in his best hoodie, put on our thickest rain coats and took a seat on the boat next to a group of British college kids. They all sort of laughed at Augustus cuddled up asleep in Greg's lap the whole trip. He barely noticed the trumpet playing, which, due to the weather, was pretty anticlimactic. The echo didn't have the same triumphant effect in the pouring rain, but it was still kind of cool. There is a famous chuch on the water which is where most people exited, but we stayed on until Salet which is the trail head for a path to Obersee and the Rothbach waterfall, the tallest in Germany.
Obersee is only a short and easy walk from the Salet port, maybe 10 or 15 minutes. However, there is a longer trail which leads along the edge of Obersee and through the mountains until it reaches a cottage which sells fresh milk. If you continue to follow the trail, it ends at the Rothbach waterfall. Despite the rain, we decided to hike it. We weren't totally prepared for that much hiking. Because of the weather, we assumed we wouldn't want to spend that much time outdoors so we didn't dress for the occasion. We ended up hiking several miles anyway.
Augustus was awesome. He only got tired and had to be carried for a short period, and I think it was more so because he was so wet and not because he was necessarily tired. He climbed up the steps carved into the rocks and carefully approached the cows blocking the path to see if he could venture forward. We even saw the British kids later in the hike who mentioned how good he was as hiking.
We stopped at the milk cottage and got some beer. It kind of grosses me out that people were stopping to get luke warm milk while hiking. Augustus got cold from all the rain so we had to wrap him up in Greg's hoodie to dry him off. The views were absolutely beautiful and worth the walk. After a short break, we decided to walk towards the waterfall before heading back to the boat. We didn't walk all the way down the waterfall trail, but instead stopped and allowed Augustus to run around for a little while in the cow pasture. He was interested in the cows, but not enough to attempt to approach them.
Luckily, the hike back was much more dry and the boat much less crowded. Augustus was so exhausted that he curled up in a nest he made in Greg's hoody and fell asleep. All of the Germans were watching him and laughing as he dug his way up under it to sleep "under the covers." This was definitely the longest hike he's taken since we moved to Germany.
Once off the boat, we dropped Augustus at the hotel to rest and ate an amazing Bavarian dinner on the water overlooking the lake. It was a nice end to the trip. At the hotel, we learned that it was a common practice for travelers in the area to return to their hotel at night for dinner. Most of the hotel guests did this. They even reserved a table for each of the hotel guests. We decided to go down to the restaurant for beer and cake.
There were more things that I had wanted to do in that area before we returned, but the weather was so bad that it wasn't worth it. There is a cable car that you could take to the top of a mountain overlooking the lake, but we didn't bother since the clouds were so low that you couldn't even see to the top of the mountains. There wouldn't have been much to see. We didn't go to the Eagle's Nest because we didn't have much interest. We considered stopping through Salzburg, Austria, on our way back, but I forgot to bring our passports so we didn't.
We most likely won't make it back down that direction again unless we try to go snowboarding in the area this winter. The drive to Bavaria/Austria is miserably slow. The scenery is certainly beautiful but that's pretty much all we are interested in around that area. I don't have any huge desire to visit Munich especially after realizing that Oktoberfest can be had in just about any city, but with less tourists and a smaller crowd. Maybe we will return to Garmisch at some point if we have time.
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| This is actually Obersee |
Konigssee is located in Berchtesgadener Land, a national park in the Bavarian Alps on the Austrian border. Konigssee is best known for a few things. First, the close proximity to the Eagle's Nest which encourages a lot of visitors with interest in WWII history. Secondly, the famous "horn echo" which occurs when a horn is blown from a certain spot on the lake, causing an echo throughout the Alps which sounds like a symphony of horns playing. Finally, the beautiful views and amazing hikes through practically untouched Alps speckled with traditional wooden buildings and milk cows. German travel websites are covered with picturesque Bavarian scenes from Konigssee and the surrounding area.
Our main reason for making the trip was to enjoy a hike in the mountains, which we hadn't gotten to do since we lived in Colorado. On Friday afternoon, we packed up Augustus and the Jeep and set out for the southern-most portion of Germany. Unfortunately, we didn't get out fast enough to avoid traffic, so our road trip took almost 3 hours longer than anticipated. When we got to our hotel, the staff had gone to bed, so they left our key at the desk with a welcome note.The next morning, we got up early to catch one of the earlier boats out. Konigssee can only be crossed on a particular kind of electric boat. No other vehicles are allowed on or near the lake to preserve it's crystal clear water. There are only two different stops to get off of from the boat and you pay by how far you plan to go. Each boat stops at a particular point to blow the trumpet in order to hear the echo.
On the day we went, it was soaking wet and pretty cold outside. We dressed Augustus in his best hoodie, put on our thickest rain coats and took a seat on the boat next to a group of British college kids. They all sort of laughed at Augustus cuddled up asleep in Greg's lap the whole trip. He barely noticed the trumpet playing, which, due to the weather, was pretty anticlimactic. The echo didn't have the same triumphant effect in the pouring rain, but it was still kind of cool. There is a famous chuch on the water which is where most people exited, but we stayed on until Salet which is the trail head for a path to Obersee and the Rothbach waterfall, the tallest in Germany.
Obersee is only a short and easy walk from the Salet port, maybe 10 or 15 minutes. However, there is a longer trail which leads along the edge of Obersee and through the mountains until it reaches a cottage which sells fresh milk. If you continue to follow the trail, it ends at the Rothbach waterfall. Despite the rain, we decided to hike it. We weren't totally prepared for that much hiking. Because of the weather, we assumed we wouldn't want to spend that much time outdoors so we didn't dress for the occasion. We ended up hiking several miles anyway.Augustus was awesome. He only got tired and had to be carried for a short period, and I think it was more so because he was so wet and not because he was necessarily tired. He climbed up the steps carved into the rocks and carefully approached the cows blocking the path to see if he could venture forward. We even saw the British kids later in the hike who mentioned how good he was as hiking.
We stopped at the milk cottage and got some beer. It kind of grosses me out that people were stopping to get luke warm milk while hiking. Augustus got cold from all the rain so we had to wrap him up in Greg's hoodie to dry him off. The views were absolutely beautiful and worth the walk. After a short break, we decided to walk towards the waterfall before heading back to the boat. We didn't walk all the way down the waterfall trail, but instead stopped and allowed Augustus to run around for a little while in the cow pasture. He was interested in the cows, but not enough to attempt to approach them.
Luckily, the hike back was much more dry and the boat much less crowded. Augustus was so exhausted that he curled up in a nest he made in Greg's hoody and fell asleep. All of the Germans were watching him and laughing as he dug his way up under it to sleep "under the covers." This was definitely the longest hike he's taken since we moved to Germany.Once off the boat, we dropped Augustus at the hotel to rest and ate an amazing Bavarian dinner on the water overlooking the lake. It was a nice end to the trip. At the hotel, we learned that it was a common practice for travelers in the area to return to their hotel at night for dinner. Most of the hotel guests did this. They even reserved a table for each of the hotel guests. We decided to go down to the restaurant for beer and cake.
There were more things that I had wanted to do in that area before we returned, but the weather was so bad that it wasn't worth it. There is a cable car that you could take to the top of a mountain overlooking the lake, but we didn't bother since the clouds were so low that you couldn't even see to the top of the mountains. There wouldn't have been much to see. We didn't go to the Eagle's Nest because we didn't have much interest. We considered stopping through Salzburg, Austria, on our way back, but I forgot to bring our passports so we didn't.
We most likely won't make it back down that direction again unless we try to go snowboarding in the area this winter. The drive to Bavaria/Austria is miserably slow. The scenery is certainly beautiful but that's pretty much all we are interested in around that area. I don't have any huge desire to visit Munich especially after realizing that Oktoberfest can be had in just about any city, but with less tourists and a smaller crowd. Maybe we will return to Garmisch at some point if we have time.
Monday, February 16, 2015
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
Cruising the Mediterranean Part 1: Getting There
Greg and I have been talking about visiting Greece since before we arrived in Germany. Actually, most of the talking was me, with him nodding in agreement. There aren't many things that I feel I absolutely MUST do while in Germany, but visiting the Greek Islands was at the top of my list. When I was reviewing the cost of such a trip, I was a bit turned off by the idea. We don't have a years worth of salary to spend on a trip exploring Greece. Our best alternative was a cruise through the Greek islands to hit up the main destinations. We've never been on a cruise before and I always kind of viewed them as either for the elderly with disposable time and money to spend on a boat or for college kids looking for a cheap spring break trip. Cruises in Europe are a bit different and attract a much wider variety of people, but I'll get to that later.
Because of our reasoning for the cruise, itinerary was my number one priority. Since we've never been on a cruise, I didn't care much about which company we cruised with or which boat we were on so long as we got to visit a few key places. For me, the most important things to see were Santorini and Athens. I would have also liked to see Mykonos, but there were no ships sailing to all three locations. Also, Mykonos is a little easier to visit on its own according to our German friends, so we may choose to do that in the future if we want to visit Greece again. Another important thing for us was that Greg was adamantly against visiting a few certain countries which were on several itineraries we debated. Ultimately, only one ship met the criteria of what we wanted, the MSC Fantasia.
| Our boat tendered off the island of Santorini |
MSC is an Italian company that started out as a shipping company and now also does cruises. We got mixed reviews about them from people we've met in Germany. Some think they are awesome and a great deal, others feel that they lag behind on the luxuries that most American cruise goers have grown accustomed. Obviously, being our first trip, we wouldn't know the difference between one or the other. Most of the complaints we heard were things that didn't matter to us personally, like lack of activities for kids or serving too much Italian food. It wasn't enough to deter us, and I'm happy for that because we actually really enjoyed our trip and don't have any of the complaints that other expressed.
Our cruise originated in Venice, Italy and had a port of call every day. In order, we visited Bari, Italy, Katakolon (Olympia), Santorini, Athens and Corfu, all in Greece, with a final stop in Dubrovnik, Croatia before heading back to Venice.
My goal is to post about each of our destinations, but getting to Venice was actually an adventure of it's own. Our plan was to fly from Frankfurt to Venice on Friday evening after I got off work so that we would have all of Saturday to explore the city before setting sail on Sunday. Unfortunately, at around 11 pm on Thursday evening, I received an email informing us that our flight was cancelled due to Lufthansa pilots organizing a strike at Frankfurt airport. At around 1 AM Friday morning, we were re-booked on a flight at 8 AM Friday morning. Obviously, we couldn't make this, so we missed that flight. When Greg finally got through to customer service at 10 AM on Friday, our only option was to fly in very late on Saturday. After some debate, we decided to forgo the flight all together and were refunded the money. At this point, our best option was to hop on an 11 hour train ride to Venice.
With the stress over our travel plans and lack of sleep all of Thursday, I ended up being pretty sick on Friday and went home from work early to attempt to relax. We were able to plan out our train trip with the help of the Deutsch Bahn service desk at our local train station. I seriously cannot stress how awesome it is to be able to have someone else plan your whole trip for you and explain all of your route options. Also, it's cheaper to book this way than to use the internet. We save about 80 euros off of the price listed online.
We ended up leaving the hauptbahnhof around dinner time on Friday and arriving in Munich around 10 pm. Our train was full of disgruntled Germans complaining about the Lufthansa strike. I guess we weren't the only ones who were forced into using the train. We hadn't been to Munich before, so at least we're able to cross that off of our list for Germany. Honestly, it was nothing special. Looked pretty much like any other German city. We pretty much headed straight for the hotel to go to sleep.
At 7:30 AM on Saturday, our train left the Munich hauptbahnhof for Venice, Italy. It was a 6 hour train ride through the last bit of the Alps in Austria and northern Italy. I'm not going to lie, we actually really enjoyed this trip. I think the Lufthansa strike was a blessing in disguise because we got to see so much beautiful scenery that we would have missed otherwise. The mountains were incredibly gorgeous and we met some Californians in our cabin that were traveling Europe for the first time. Meeting Americans who are traveling in Europe after having lived here for a year is always an interesting experience. Taking the train was also much more relaxing for me than flying and helped me to get over the cold I had been acquiring, at least for the time being.

The 6 hours actually weren't as miserable as we had expected. I got some decent pictures of Austria and northern Italy. It really sparked our interest in taking a snowboarding trip to Austria this winter. We arrived in Venice around 1 PM refreshed and ready to explore the city.
Our cruise originated in Venice, Italy and had a port of call every day. In order, we visited Bari, Italy, Katakolon (Olympia), Santorini, Athens and Corfu, all in Greece, with a final stop in Dubrovnik, Croatia before heading back to Venice.My goal is to post about each of our destinations, but getting to Venice was actually an adventure of it's own. Our plan was to fly from Frankfurt to Venice on Friday evening after I got off work so that we would have all of Saturday to explore the city before setting sail on Sunday. Unfortunately, at around 11 pm on Thursday evening, I received an email informing us that our flight was cancelled due to Lufthansa pilots organizing a strike at Frankfurt airport. At around 1 AM Friday morning, we were re-booked on a flight at 8 AM Friday morning. Obviously, we couldn't make this, so we missed that flight. When Greg finally got through to customer service at 10 AM on Friday, our only option was to fly in very late on Saturday. After some debate, we decided to forgo the flight all together and were refunded the money. At this point, our best option was to hop on an 11 hour train ride to Venice.
| Sun rise at the Munich hauptbahnhof |
| First time we've ever traveled by train with cabins. |
We ended up leaving the hauptbahnhof around dinner time on Friday and arriving in Munich around 10 pm. Our train was full of disgruntled Germans complaining about the Lufthansa strike. I guess we weren't the only ones who were forced into using the train. We hadn't been to Munich before, so at least we're able to cross that off of our list for Germany. Honestly, it was nothing special. Looked pretty much like any other German city. We pretty much headed straight for the hotel to go to sleep.
Mountains in Austria from the train window
The 6 hours actually weren't as miserable as we had expected. I got some decent pictures of Austria and northern Italy. It really sparked our interest in taking a snowboarding trip to Austria this winter. We arrived in Venice around 1 PM refreshed and ready to explore the city.
| View from the Venice train station. |
My next installment will detail our time in Venice and aboard the ship! Unfortunately, Greg and I both managed to get some sort of upper respiratory infection last week, so we've been pretty sick the past few days. As time allows, I promise to update all about our trip for anyone interested!
Monday, December 2, 2013
Zermatt, Switzerland and Snowboarding the Matterhorn
Before I start what is about to be a very long and in depth post, Greg and I had a really awesome time on our snowboarding trip to Zermatt, Switzerland. The weather was great most of the time and we got a lot of great pictures and GoPro videos. It was a wonderful break from Germany that left us really missing Colorado and my Jeep. By the time we got home, we were both exhausted and ready to sleep for a full day straight. After the jump is all of the details of our trip and some advice for anyone planning a trip to Zermatt or Switzerland in the future.
Saturday, January 5, 2013
One Year
A week ago, Greg and I celebrated one year of being happily married. Even though we've only spent a month of that time living together, it was great to get away and reflect on the roller-coaster that was our first year of marriage. With so many military members having these miserable marriages that end so quickly in divorce, I'm happy to say that Greg and I are adjusting very well back into our relationship together since he's been home.
We drove out to Pagosa Springs for a long weekend of snowboarding, hot spring dipping and drinking. As is typical for us, we took more pictures of the stops we took on the way to our vacation than our actual vacation. On the way there, we stopped at the Royal Gorge to walk Augustus and generally terrify myself on the giant bridge to nowhere. Augustus had an intense stand-off with a bighorn ram, but somehow, we all managed to make it out of that park alive.
The scenery everywhere was awesome. I wish we lived farther west in the Rocky Mountains where everything is beautiful all the time and it snows in increments of feet.
On Sunday, we spent the day at Wolf Creek, where they actually had 4 feet of real snow on the slopes. No need for the fake snow they have to throw down on most ski resorts in Colorado. I took a snowboarding lesson while Greg boarded the most difficult slopes alone. We are at two very different skill levels, obviously.
The rest of the time we ate, drank and froze our butts off getting in and out of the hot springs. On New Years, I was so exhausted I passed out around 10 pm. Guess we're getting old? Augustus had to sleep in a cage because the cabin owners were heartless chihuahua haters. He was happy when it was time to head home.
We drove out to Pagosa Springs for a long weekend of snowboarding, hot spring dipping and drinking. As is typical for us, we took more pictures of the stops we took on the way to our vacation than our actual vacation. On the way there, we stopped at the Royal Gorge to walk Augustus and generally terrify myself on the giant bridge to nowhere. Augustus had an intense stand-off with a bighorn ram, but somehow, we all managed to make it out of that park alive.
| Imagine a rickety wooden bridge swaying over a million foot drop to jagged rocks. |
The scenery everywhere was awesome. I wish we lived farther west in the Rocky Mountains where everything is beautiful all the time and it snows in increments of feet.
| Pictures don't even do it justice. |
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| It was about 5 degrees outside by 3pm |
Along the way back, we stopped at the Great Sand Dunes which really just looked like giant snow drifts this time of year. Augustus chased Greg around off leash to get out some of his energy and then passed out the rest of the way home.
| Just a man and his chihuahua |
It was a great trip! Next year, I'm thinking Paris for our anniversary and New Years. I mean, we'll only be a short train trip away, right?
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