With Robert needing to be back at the train station at 4pm, we had time to hike up the saddle before walking down into the valley. The view to the Dachstein mountains – a range of pointed, rugged mountain peaks – was gorgeous!
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It was fascinating to watch the rising clouds coming up from the valley.
On the way back to the lake, horses trotted slowly towards us and wanted to be touched – probably also begging for food. This beautiful horse started to bite into my belly bag, thinking I had a treat.
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We were stunned to see these two people brushing the fur of the cattle.
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More horses
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These two horses preferred to be together in a shelter.
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Robert found a less walked path down to another lake where we took a refreshing bath.
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A very steep, wet path overgrown by high ferns leads down into the valley. For me, it was the most difficult part of the hike. I was glad that I had my walking sticks for support.
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Robert leading the way
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Blue Fingerhut (foxglove), beautiful and highly poisonous
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When we arrived at this cabin, we were close to our car.
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After crossing this river, we went back to Hopfriesen where we had parked our car.
After a fast lunch, we took Robert to the train station. I was so grateful that I could spend such a precious time with two of my kids.
Thank you, dear reader, for walking with me on this fascinating hike.