Pointy church, pointy mountains.
We thought we were finished with hiking when we arrived in Pertisau, but there was one more adventure left. The 10km walk along the Achensee to catch the ferry at Achenkirch sounded like a very tame event after the dangers we had passed, but there were some surprises.
Achensee dawn. Insomniac that I am, I went out with the camera…
…leaving my boots to dry themselves and enjoy the view.
Pertisau is mostly made of hotels and restaurants…
…but at that hour there was nobody about.
The hotel chairs were waiting…and too wet from overnight rain for me to enjoy.
Every Pertisau hotel tries to outdo its neighbours with cute Tyrolean painting and geraniums in windowboxes.
Some of us with energy to burn took the high route over the mountains. I opted to join the low road people, even though the path to Achenkirch looked as flat as this, and a little boring.
It didn’t last long. We were soon scrambling up steps, trying not to look too far out to the drop beside us.
The Geisalmsteig path has some awkward exposed sections. It’s very popular, so the Austrians have thoughtfully provided cables to hang onto as we edge around the cliff.
They’ve also installed obstacles to discourage mountainbikers. Anyone attempting this on the bike would be crazy anyway.
At the end of the path all is explained. It’s ‘lebensgefarlich’ (deadly dangerous) in frost, snow and bad weather. We understand why now.
Now we just have a gentle stroll to catch ferry and bus back to Innsbruck.
In Austria, even the woodpiles look good.