6/11/23
Day 18
Salzburg
Hello everyone and welcome back. I have three things to apologize for. First, for blowing up your emails with 3 a day. I’m not sure why it is giving me so much trouble. Second, for yesterdays email not having any photos on it. When I sent it out the first time it showed it had photos, and then they went way. Lastly, for it sending out an email yesterday. Last night I had everything typed out and hit send, poof. The email disappeared. Once again it was nowhere to be found. I didn’t have it in me to start over last night.
Yesterday was one of my favorite days we had on the whole trip. Easily top 3. It started out with a hostle breakfast, which is bot anything glamorous, but it’s cheap and all you can eat. Good enough for me. After eating we got our things together and went to city center to find e-bikes to rent for the day.
Our plan was to ride 20 miles south out of Salzburg to Königssee (Kings Lake). This Lake is tucked away up in the mountains just over the German border.
We got our bikes and made our way. The ride was one of the most beautiful rides I have ever gone on.
It took us about an hour and a half to reach the lake and upon getting to the waterfront, we used very descriptive words of “woooaaah” and “duuuude” and “broooo” to capture our excitement. We enjoyed a PB&J before getting ready to hop on a boat and make our way across the lake.
The ride across the lake took us about an hour, on either side there was massive mountain walls that had been cut flat by the glaciers that had created this canyon.
The boat takes you to the other side of the lake where you can hike 15 minutes to alter smaller lake called Obersee. It is possible to hike around Obersee lake, but unfortunately we didn’t have enough time to make it there and back before the last boat left. We decided to hike part of it and naturally we had to take a plunge.
Walking back I saw some of my old friends (ducks) so we stopped to say what’s up.
As we were leaving the small lakefront town, I noticed a coin operated binoculars pointed up at one of the mountains. The plaque on the binoculars read “The Eagles Nest, Adolf Hitlers Teehouse.” I knew of the Eagles Nest, but I didn’t know where it was or that we were right underneath it.
It felt very ominous, like someone was watching over your shoulder. As we rode back out of town you could see a small flash of silver on the top of that mountain overlooking the whole valley.
After our ride back, we went up to a viewpoint over the city for sunset. We got some pizza to go and ate it down by the river. By this point we are exhausted and ready for bed. This is around he time that I wrote this same email, hit send, and it disappeared…
