After a great night's sleep and a tasty breakfast, we packed up our small overnight bag and asked to leave it while we ventured out for another hike. We got a much earlier start and though ever bit as busy as the previous day's trail, it was a bit cooler and certainly much greener. Rather than drag a snack up with us, we hiked the German way and just bought lunch at a restaurant with a great view. If you are not going to get the remoteness of the mountains you may as well take full advantage of how developed the Alps can be. We even had a beer from the same brewery as the previous night for good measure.
Back in town, after picking up our bag, we stopped by a small cafe for some cake and coffee before sadly heading to the train station. Despite the hiking not living up to our high hopes, this was surely another time we wished we were not taking the train back to Munich.
It was unusually hot even for late July and we soon found our chosen trail was about as devoid of tree cover as a trek in the Sahara. It felt about that hot too since we were marching up what seemed like a 90 degree incline at midday. We had waited weeks for good weather and now we wondered if a few showers might not have been better. The terminus of the hike was a mountain hut set in an amphitheater of stoney peaks. It was quite scenic but since all of the hike had been exposed, it even seemed a bit too sunny and lacking in shade. Worse yet, it was fairly crowded and hardly the remote alpine setting we had admittedly been unrealistically hoping for. There was little reason to linger and we scampered back down the hot trail after a brief rest and bite to eat.
We were happy to not be taking the train back after the steep climb and we enjoyed a hot shower before heading to the local brewery for dinner. We arrived to find a few seats out front still open and enjoyed a beer before the now fleeting sun went down for the day, leaving the air surprisingly cold. We reluctantly moved inside for our meal and found a somewhat hokey if cozy atmosphere. The beers were good enough and after the day's hike perhaps seemed even better. The food was excellent and ample though it's unlikely any meal would be too big after a day of walking straight uphill in the blistering sun. We headed back to our room, again happy to not be taking the train back to Munich. (concluded below in Fondest Memory)
While it's undeniable that the mountains are Mittenwald's primary feature, there's also no way around the fact that the cute little town is charming too. The town center is touristy but pretty too. Once in the backstreets, the quiet nature of town is revealed and lovely pastoral scenes are the norm.
Fondest memory: For some odd reason, Germany's Alps get short-changed compared to those in mighty Switzerland and even Austria's. But when moving to Munich became more than just pipe dream, the city's proximity to the mountains surely was a factor in our choice. Of course, close is a relative term and we had been living in town for nearly four months before we actually made it down to said mountainous terrain. Something else always came up. The weather was bad or more accurately bad when we were both off from work. We wanted to spend a few days there but long weekends were few and far between so we finally decided to do a simple overnighter. Simple would have meant a direct train but of course the town we picked to explore had construction on its line so we wound up having to take a bus from as far as the train was going at the time. This meant a 90 minute trip would now take a bit over 2 hours.
We booked a nice looking bed and breakfast conveniently around the corner from the town's brewery and ordered a few brochures from Mittenwald's tourist bureau in hopes of finding a few hikes before arriving to maximize our time there. Despite the hassle of switching to a very crowded bus everything went smoothly enough and with a fairly early start we arrived in plenty of time to do a hike our first day. (continued below in Fondest Memory)
Favorite thing: Luftlmalerei is avery diffused style of wall painting in Baviera. It was born in the XVII century as derivation of the Italian style "trompe oil". A famous exponent of Luftlmalerei was Franz Seraph Zwinck (1748-1792) who live in Oberammergau.
When you go to Mittenwald, plan to spend the day here or at least 4 hours or so.
There is so much walking to do here and it is the best way to get around town.
Parking on the outside of town in the big parking lots is advised.
Make sure that you look around each and every corner. You just never know what you will find.
Fondest memory: If you read my pages you will know that I love coffee and will never turn down a place to have a cup and a slice of pie. (and no I am not 500 lbs).
The strawberry pies in town were great and they also offer just about any other fruit pie you can imagine.