It was sometime in September 2006 when Andy and I went off for another tramp. The route started in Klosters (GR), Alp Sardasca to be precise. Having arrived there our first ascent was up to the Klosterspass where we took the following photograph:
After a short break we hiked on - downhill - till we arrived at the end of the world. The end of the world actually is a damned lake (Silvretta) and we just called like that because when one followed the path with binoculars it suddenly seemed to end at a cliff. At that particular lake we put up our first camp, had dinner, slept soundly to get up the following morning to go on tramping.
Anyway we had to get down on the other side of course and the following picture shows you how funny that downhill path was...;)
At last we were back on the track and went on tramping. Since there wasn't any feasible spot to put up our camp we just kept on hiking. I liked it a lot. It was getting chilly, the path was kind of flat...
Later we came by some huts and just checked whether they were open or not. And surprise, surprise - one was open. Thus we just decided to clean a little (there was a terrible mess and dirt everywhere!!!) and start cooking dinner
Later the owner came with some friends? who all were very funny. As we figured all (or at least almost all) folks from Samnaum as well as the village itself are weird.... Anyway...s, they told us they wouldn't bother if we stayed indoors and tried to sleep. But we decided that we'd probably sleep better outdoors because they seemed neither to be likely to go to 'bed' early nor to be very quiet guys...
The next morning we tramping on to Samnaun (hilarious and ridiculous village as I've mentioned before) where we purchased some food and then went on. The ascent ended up very windy and cold. The fact that people were talking about a lot of rain and nasty weather been predicting did not make me feel any better. Nonetheless we sticked to our planned route and actually tramped rather far that day! We even crossed the pass where the bear was some time ago!;) Late we found a hut and decided to put up our camp right next to it so the wind wouldn't bother us too much.
And again it seemed it wasn't the end of the day yet. We were about to eat dinner when a hunter came strolling up to the hut. As friendly as we were we asked him whethter that be okay to have up our tarp next to his hut. Unfortunately he thought we'd break some law by doing so and told us to bagger off. So off we went again - looking for a nice place to sleep. As we were downhill we passed another house and we ended up being allowed to put up our camp next to their hut. They even invited us in and we got some warm tea to drink. After quite some chatting, having had a glase of wine we felt urged to go to bed and catch some sleep at last. These folks (an elder couple with their granddaughter) were very friendly and very 'rumantsch'. The next morning we ate our breakfast indoors and then tramped on to Tschlin, Martina and Nauders. There we'vre rented a room in a house for one night which was quite great. Washing all the clothes in the shower, having a shower ourselves, writing postcards, buying some more food...
And that's actually it for my part. The day I was traveling back to Buchs, Marcel came and the guys went tramping on to the border triangle and then kept following the Italian-Swiss border for two weeks.
I for my part can see that it was quite an adventure that tramp and it was a funny feeling to cross the border Austria-Switzerland even a couple of times a day sometimes!
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