Liasnhof - Leutasch (Austria)

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Lochlehn 242
Leutasch (Austria)
Tel & Fax - 5214/6119

Double w/shower/toilet - Apartments
Lounge with satellite TV, refrigerator, coffee machine

...we followed the autobahn through Munich, south (A 9, 99, 8) then to a state road, 318. As we continued south the trees became evergreens and really beautiful. All the hardwoods were in full color. We soon passed into Austria and into the Alps mountains. We passed Innsbruck on the westbound autobahn, and left it to head up into mountain valley where our next place was located in Leutasch near Seefeld, the Liasnhof, a farm bed and breakfast. We rode on up to Mittenwald, a small town deep in the valley overlooked by steep granite-topped mountains. Here I bought two postcards to send to Laura and Linda, who I had missed on my previous mailing the day before to Steve and Carolyn. When I called her yesterday I told her I would call today and get the addresses of Laura and Linda. So, when I called with an E 2.00 coin (2 minutes), she had forgotten to have the street numbers available. I hung up, planning to call in 20 minutes. On this next call the phone booth would not take a coin; the slot wouldn’t accept it. I finally found another booth and tried again with an E 0.20 coin. I was planning to insert an E 2.00 if needed to extend the call, but, again, the slot wouldn’t take the added coin. We were cut off on the first call just in time to get the addresses. I wrote the cards, and finally, mailed them. I never had so much trouble making a phone call or sending two postcards in my life. That little episode cost me $3.50 and we still had no time to talk. We explored buying a phone card, but soon realized they are useable only in the country in which bought. Here in Mittenwald we were in Germany, but one KM back toward the hotel we would be in Austria, and we would be in Austria most of the remaining part of the trip. So I think it is best to stay with coins and avoid the country and left-over-minutes problems.

The farm owner here owned many sheep and some cows and ran an active farm. This time of year he was constantly busy cutting firewood and splitting and stacking it. In the late afternoon when it was time to bring the 30 to 40 sheep from the pasture into the barn for the night it was interesting to watch him attract them with an empty feed can. When the sheep had gathered in a group around him he then opened the pasture gate and they followed him across the road to the barn attached to the house. I presume they were eventually rewarded with their supper.

This is the slow season after the busy summer season, but before the winter snow season begins. Most of the restaurants are closed, and their crews off on vacation. We were directed to the Monica Italian Restaurant, but when we arrived all the outside lights around the outdoor tables were on but the place was deserted. The sign out front said Betreibsurlaub, meaning gone on vacation. We finally found the only place open in town and ordered a steak and pomme frits (French fries) prepared by the one waitress, cook, bottle-washer in the place. It was delicious. I think by now I must have gained five pounds in weight.

Again, the weather has been beautiful with mid-day temperatures in the 70’s, the night temperatures in the high thirties. We spent the next three nights here before proceeding on into western Austria.

Day 8

Today we made a large loop in the mountains and hills of Austria and Germany. We are right on the border such that when we leave the farm in Austria and drive to Mittenwald, about 2.5 miles, we are in Germany.

We first went to Oberammergau where the Passion play is performed every 10 years on the even year. The town is very picturesque with truly German Alps buildings, mostly white stucco with window boxes filled with flowers. Since the temperature is in the sixties to seventies still they remain in full bloom. We wandered around the town and stopped off at the Passion-Play Theater. I took many pictures, including some of the buildings painted with beautiful murals.

Then we headed north to Rottenbuch, a small town, but with a beautiful Catholic church. The interior was gold guilt embroidered everywhere. It was built from 1746 to 1754 and has been used ever since. One can tell by the well-worn stone entrance steps, and the entrances to the pews how many generations of faithful Germans have used the church. The amount of money spent to build these churches must have been immense for those times when money was scarce. Perhaps they were paid for with the church tax charged to all church members regardless of their desired money commitment as it still is today according to Eckhard. This is the state of Bavaria where the Catholics are very devout.

We then headed west and south to the small village in a meadow called Wies.



Here is a very famous church call the Wies Church, and is the one we visited when we lived in Germany in 1968.

Again, I took several outside and interior pictures because the church is one of a kind, with gold gilt everywhere.


More tourists than any one in Germany visit it. Interestingly, the dominant color of the church is white. The German word for white is weis, not Wies. English speaking visitors have mistakenly concluded the name was chosen for this color, but the real reason is that Wies means meadow. It is the church in the meadow, and the village of Wies is also a meadow.

Next we passed through Füssen, then east to Hohenschwangau castle. From there we decided to walk up to hill to Neuschwanstein, the castle built by King Ludwig II in the mid 1800s. I had been to both of these before when we visited in 1968 with the family.


I took several pictures, but the best were some from a bridge that spans a gorge just west of the castle.


From here in the mid-afternoon sun the castle was beautiful and was offset with a brilliant blue sky in the east. After this excursion of about two miles up and down we were both tired, and headed south through Reutte, east back through Garmisch-Partenkirchen, to Mittenwald, and to our bed and breakfast in Leutasch, Austria. I called Carolyn and discovered from her that there needed to more money deposited in the account I’m using for the trip. I asked her to transfer $500. I remain amazed how simple it is to call the USA; just put 001 in front of the area code and the connection is immediate. The sound quality is as good as calling across the street. It was a full day, beautiful, but tiring resulting from the long up-hill walk and return.

For dinner we chose one of the only restaurants open during the current slow season between the summer and winter season. Many of the gasthaus owners have gone on vacation. It is in Weidach a short distance from our Liasnhof farm. We both felt like we had eaten too much and decided on a half liter of beer and goulash soup. It was just enough without feeling stuffed. With the beer and service charge the cost was E 8.00. We both slept well, mainly because of the long walk we took up the steep hill to Neuschwanstein.

Day 9

Today we went down the valley through Seefeld to Innsbruck, walked through the old city, and along the Inn River, which runs through the center of the city. I noted that it is one of the few cities I know of that has streetcars powered by overhead power lines.

We wanted to head south toward Italy, only about 30 miles via the Brenner Pass. We took the old roads for their picturesque beauty rather than the autobahn- -which cuts across the mountain peaks and along the valley edge toward the pass. It was the most astounding civil engineering job of road building I have ever seen. This autobahn wasn’t here when we passed through here in 1967, and this time we followed the same old route up to the village of Brenner at the pass. There we had our filched lunch (ham and cheese sandwich on a hard roll) that we borrowed from the breakfast table this morning. This is our routine lunch when traveling, and costs us nothing.

We proceeded back down toward Innsbruck via a narrow winding road with many villages along the other side of the valley we had come up in the morning...

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