This Monday was a Pentecost bank holiday and so Ana and I jumped into the car early to beat the traffic and arrived at 10 am in Scharling, a village South of the Tegernsee. Here, Bavaria is green and lush and green. The Hirschberg is right in front. It is one of the Munich Hausberge (local mountains) of the Bavarian foothills of the Alps.
Beautiful flowers on fat, green meadows, a ruminants paradise!
This area is also touristic and gentle to the walker, none of the wild, boggy Scottish paths but well groomed gravel paths that lead up the hills with plenty of signposts.
The forest cooled us...
... apart from the odd opening...
... until we reached the upper, more open sides of the hill. Some birches here.
On to the Hirschberghaus which is 30 min away from the summit.
Clouds moved in but well above us so they did not steal our hard earned views.
Finally the summit and the Tegernsee.
Here, the local tradition is to put a cross on top of a mountain.
It soon started to rain and we ended up in a downpour and heard some thunder in the distance.
We then queued for ages in the Hirschberghaus and cruised down the hill.
HW
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