Monday, June 8, 2009

Hochzeit auf dem hoch Land

"High time" in the High Country

Our anniversary celebration in Semmering was absolutely relaxing, rejuvenating, and romantic.  

We enjoyed the hospitality of the Wagner family at their cozy and eco-friendly hotel and delicious gourmet restaurant (http://www.panoramahotel-wagner.at/).  The closed umbrella points to our room.

The view from our huge window and little balcony

Herr Wagner serves us mountain trout.

The village of Semmering has a rich and fascinating history.  With the addition of the railroad (see our April blog), this little town was the toast of Vienna at the turn of the 20th century.  An outdoor museum, consisting of several of these display cases, sprinkled along a 2- kilometer stretch of scenic mountain road chronicles the town’s glamorous yesteryear, struggle during and after WWII, and slow rebuilding until today. 


Along the Hochstraße you'll find the museum on one side and impossibly picturesque houses, inns, and churches on the other side.

Austrian walking in the woods is called “wandern.”  There is no good English translation for this word – it is kind of walking, kind of hiking.  We laugh at the sometimes-used “rambling” translation.  No matter what you call it, wandern is probably the most popular pastime in Austria, vigorously enjoyed by young and old alike.  And no matter where you are in this mostly mountainous country, the ubiquitous wandern trails beckon.  Marked every kilometer or so with a red/white/red symbol (the Austrian flag) painted on a tree, you always know you are headed the right way.




A fork in the road -- to town down one path and to the top of the hill up the other...we went up.

Semmering lies in a valley of grand peaks.  We didn’t attempt to ascend the highest peaks, instead we admired them from afar.  We did, however, climb to the top of Pinkenkogel at 1,291 meters.  Awaiting us was an idyllic “care hut” with food, drink, and some of the nicest people we’ve ever met in Austria.  Our kind host, Richard, and colorful regular, “Kaiser” Franz, sang songs with us, toasted our anniversary, told us stories, and informed us that, at altitudes over 1,000 meters, one is only to use the informal form of “you.”

Still warm from the oven strawberry-rhubarb strudel.  Life is good in the mountains.
Karla is shown two of the nine Austrian provinces - the Pinkenkogel straddles the border between Lower Austria and Styria. 

1 comment:

M5 said...

With only days left, you still amaze me with your beautiful photos of wonderful side trips!