Slept well, woke early hours morning AND went back to sleep!!
Fine day, no cloud looks cold, is cold when I get out.
Manage the roll thing again. The rolls are either fresh or frozen, either way they are hot, varied and delicious. I eat three and do one for lunch with cheese and meat. I set. No bloody apple tho!!
Odd thing, happened at two hotels now, playing Queen for breakfast.
Pat the Fortress, looks very imposing in the morning light, then down the hill to the town of Konigstein, past old church and the flood markers (see pictures).
Did I say down? Of course that means and up, and up it was, past the Devil's Cave which I missed and on to Pfaffenstein.
Asked a walker about the towers in the fields, and joy oh joy he spoke very good English. We dumped each other a number of time after that and he was most helpful.
Then the climb to Pfaffenstein, up narrow clefts on the rock, ladders and steps to the obligatory restaurant at the top. Most walkers are drinking either beer or Gluhwein, and it's not yet lunch time??
I have a disappointingly cold cappuccino, then head off to look at the Barbarine, a rock pinnacle. It's pretty impressive, tho the cold wind drives me away.
Some facts, rather than the bullshit
The Barbarine is the best-known, free-standing rock formation in the German part of the Elbe Sandstone Mountains. It is a rock pinnacle, 42.7 metres (140 ft) high, and is the symbol of Saxon Switzerland. It was first climbed on 19 September 1905 by mountaineers (Wikipedia again).
Now more bullshit
As I'm descending one of the very steep access ladders, something pushes past me, it's a bloody dog, off the lead and looking for its masters.
I head off and find a place to eat my roll, in the sun prior to my descent off Pfaffenstein. It's quite pleasant though I am sorry I didn't link up with my English speaking friend. It would have been nice to chat over lunch, they are rather solitary affairs.Then the descent off Pfaffenstein, quite good fun, very steep, lots of ladders, the onto the plain at Pfaffendorf.
I am too early for the hotel, so I sit in front of a memorial, which turns out to be for those who lost their lives in both world wars, appropriate I think.
Three brother from the village lost their lives in WW1, two on consecutive days, and the aother about 2 weeks later. The German Regiments tended to be from specific districts, so the brothers would have served together, and been in the same attacks etc. The village lost 19 men in WW1 and 20 in WW2.
After some contemplation, it was off to the hotel, past the Lapidarium.
The hotel receptionist speaks very good English, a first, and my room is small yet comfortable.
Can't wait to see what's for dinner!!
The English speaker has gone off duty so it's me, the iPhone translater and the waitress.
We manage, I end up with a much better Rottwein, with more body that Twiggy, but certainly less then Elle.
Some pasta rounds of the meal, with milchkaffe.
We're struggling all round.
Tomorrow is another day
The Picasa albums for those who can't wait for the slideshow
Fine day, no cloud looks cold, is cold when I get out.
Manage the roll thing again. The rolls are either fresh or frozen, either way they are hot, varied and delicious. I eat three and do one for lunch with cheese and meat. I set. No bloody apple tho!!
Odd thing, happened at two hotels now, playing Queen for breakfast.
Pat the Fortress, looks very imposing in the morning light, then down the hill to the town of Konigstein, past old church and the flood markers (see pictures).
Did I say down? Of course that means and up, and up it was, past the Devil's Cave which I missed and on to Pfaffenstein.
Asked a walker about the towers in the fields, and joy oh joy he spoke very good English. We dumped each other a number of time after that and he was most helpful.
Then the climb to Pfaffenstein, up narrow clefts on the rock, ladders and steps to the obligatory restaurant at the top. Most walkers are drinking either beer or Gluhwein, and it's not yet lunch time??
I have a disappointingly cold cappuccino, then head off to look at the Barbarine, a rock pinnacle. It's pretty impressive, tho the cold wind drives me away.
Some facts, rather than the bullshit
The Barbarine is the best-known, free-standing rock formation in the German part of the Elbe Sandstone Mountains. It is a rock pinnacle, 42.7 metres (140 ft) high, and is the symbol of Saxon Switzerland. It was first climbed on 19 September 1905 by mountaineers (Wikipedia again).
Now more bullshit
As I'm descending one of the very steep access ladders, something pushes past me, it's a bloody dog, off the lead and looking for its masters.
I head off and find a place to eat my roll, in the sun prior to my descent off Pfaffenstein. It's quite pleasant though I am sorry I didn't link up with my English speaking friend. It would have been nice to chat over lunch, they are rather solitary affairs.Then the descent off Pfaffenstein, quite good fun, very steep, lots of ladders, the onto the plain at Pfaffendorf.
I am too early for the hotel, so I sit in front of a memorial, which turns out to be for those who lost their lives in both world wars, appropriate I think.
Three brother from the village lost their lives in WW1, two on consecutive days, and the aother about 2 weeks later. The German Regiments tended to be from specific districts, so the brothers would have served together, and been in the same attacks etc. The village lost 19 men in WW1 and 20 in WW2.
After some contemplation, it was off to the hotel, past the Lapidarium.
The hotel receptionist speaks very good English, a first, and my room is small yet comfortable.
Can't wait to see what's for dinner!!
The English speaker has gone off duty so it's me, the iPhone translater and the waitress.
We manage, I end up with a much better Rottwein, with more body that Twiggy, but certainly less then Elle.
Some pasta rounds of the meal, with milchkaffe.
We're struggling all round.
Tomorrow is another day
The Picasa albums for those who can't wait for the slideshow
Hi J
ReplyDeleteKeep trying the German beer. Its good.
Good time on KI. Off to the mawson on the weekend. Using the helicopter again. 6 days across the top
ReplyDeleteGreat walking here, pity about the language. Mawson sounds great. Have a good time, be safe
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