The main activity of the day was a hike through, above and down around the Partnach Gorge.
First, we rode the bus to the Olympic ski stadium – Garmisch-Partenkirchen. Hitler forced the two towns to consolidate in order to strengthen his bid to host the 1936 Winter Olympics in the area – there weren’t enough hotel rooms in either one alone. It worked. The town was to host the 1940 Games as well, but of course starting World War II ended that idea.
You walk around to the right, and start walking up a road/path. Past goats.
By then, you’re walking by flowing water, and before too long you arrive at a ticket booth, where you pay a few Euros, and start walking through the gorge, which gets deeper (or higher) as you go on. It’s quite something, and I’d also love to see it in the winter.
Most people get through and then retrace their steps, but at my daughter’s advice, we took a rather strenuous twenty-minute hike up the mountain, where we stopped, had a snack at the restaurant up top, saw the hotel that’s being constructed, and then started back down another way that took us across the Gorge this time.
This picture cannot in any way do the height justice. I’m usually pretty okay with heights, but this was a little….high.
And then back down, back past the goats, then back here to shop, pack up, eat, pack up some more, and get ready…..