A Bavarian fairytale: hiking, frosty peaks and a castle straight out of Disney

The story of a starry-eyed monarch’s fantasy fortress gives the backdrop to a stunning strolling vacation in Germany’s far south

In a clearing on the foot of the Bavarian Alps, a stoat breaks cowl. The little creature flows rapidly throughout the grass, its eyes set forward, the ice white of its fur damaged solely by the black tip of its tail. The dazzle of its winter coat gives zero camouflage on this chilly, mid-January morning – all of the snow is additional up the slopes – however its button nostril and beautiful colouring are a imaginative and prescient all the identical, a cartoon come to life in Germany’s far south.

The stoat isn’t the one factor to have fallen from a Disney animation. Minutes away, set towards a frost-dusted cragscape of darkish peaks, a hilltop palace spears into the sky. It's spectacular and preposterous, an ivory fortress that appears to have been shaped in a dream. Turrets zoom up in direction of the clouds, uneven balconies gaze out throughout the land, statues of knights stand on pinnacles. That is Neuschwanstein Fort – probably the most flamboyant of many such creations right here within the hills – and the story behind it's each bit as bonkers as its design.

I’ve come to the Allgäu area in southern Bavaria, by rail, on a newly launched winter getaway. It’s a visit with varied promoting factors, together with rollercoaster mountains and a lodge that ranks as one of many greenest within the nation. One other boon is the quiet of the season. The vacation spot attracts hordes of summer season guests, most of them drawn by the old-world cities and castles. Far fewer individuals come calling in winter, when the world’s lakes and pinewoods are hushed and the historic sights are at their most imposing. The cliches of rural Bavaria, in the meantime – frothing beers, unironic dirndls, log stacks exterior the home windows – are right here year-round. Is there a German phrase for the sense of smugness you get from being someplace particular low season? Most likely.

Neuschwanstein
Neuschwanstein

“The king discovered the general public annoying,” says my information, Walter, as I’m led by means of Neuschwanstein’s opulent inside. He’s speaking about King Ludwig II, the starry-eyed monarch who commissioned the fort within the mid-Nineteenth century. “He adored opera, however hated individuals coming alongside to stare at him. So he organized his personal personal live shows: 209 of them, to be exact.” We cease exterior a room modelled to resemble a dripstone cave, full with stalactites and rocky partitions. “He had some fascinating concepts, as you see.”

Ludwig’s face now adorns tankards and mouse mats in all of the native reward outlets, however his story is a tragic one. A lonely, romantic youngster, he grew to become the teenage king of what was then an unbiased Bavaria in 1864. The dominion quickly grew to become a part of the brand new German empire, leaving him with few obligations. So he retreated right into a world of lavish fantasy, spending eye-watering quantities on faux-medieval palaces. The constructing of Neuschwanstein was a step too far. Ludwig was declared incurably insane, deposed, then discovered drowned in a lake. The fort – which, regardless of its measurement, has a eating desk large enough for simply two – has been a museum ever since.

Looking across the Bavarian Alps from Tegelberg Mountain
Trying throughout the Bavarian Alps from Tegelberg mountain. Photograph: Ben Lerwill

His story finds a pure residence within the Allgäu, the place the surroundings has a twisted fairytale high quality of its personal. The meadows of the Bavarian countryside are lush and low-lying, dotted with wood farmsteads. However as they stretch south, one thing weird occurs. Simply past the world’s predominant settlement of Füssen – initially Roman, later a rich buying and selling submit, lately a historic city stuffed with bars and eating places – the fields grow to be mountains. Identical to that. There’s no gradual buckling of the land. It’s grassy pastures one second, and the fearsome inclines of the Alps the following. “Like a wall,” one native says to me, smiling. “A giant one.”

In geological phrases, this equal of the quantity being cranked from one to 10 makes for some fantastic strolling. The journey I’m sampling has no set itinerary – it’s been designed as a winter break for non-skiers – so I select to spend a lot of my time on foot. The sparse mid-January snowfall means I can’t give snowshoeing a bash (although it’s what guests on snowier journeys would little question be doing), however the mountain climbing paths are plentiful. Trailheads are reached by bus, and the routes themselves are typically both pancake-flat trundles or hilly ascents.

I attempt one of many latter, a protracted yomp by means of squirrelly pines to cross the dragon-back Zirmgrat ridge. Cliffs tumble into the valleym unseen woodpeckers drum within the bushes and the peaks of Austria are seen past. I prolong the stroll for a few hours to go down by means of woods to Füssen, stopping at a restaurant terrace by a half-frozen lake. When my beer arrives – a darkish, wealthy dunkel – the server lays a heavy sheepskin over my knees as a matter after all.

Biohotel Eggensberger
Biohotel Eggensberger

My base for the journey is the outstanding Biohotel Eggensberger, within the village of Hopfen-am-See, about 10 minutes exterior Füssen. Absolutely natural since 2001 and now 100% climate-neutral – because of photo voltaic panels, hydroelectricity and a biogas constructed from meals waste – the lodge has a transformed VW Beetle engine within the basement producing energy from biogas, a wellness centre with natural steam showers, and a storage stuffed with e-bikes and e-cars. “Once we first went natural we needed to maintain it a secret,” laughs lodge proprietor Andreas Eggensberger, who doubles as a physiotherapist. “Again then, individuals would assume we had been a sort of monastery, with solely inexperienced meals.”

That is emphatically not the case. Sporty septuagenarians with glowing pores and skin wander the corridors, fuelled by a buffet of native goodies. The lodge has varied different laudable insurance policies in place. Amongst them is the way in which any visitor arriving by rail – which, by combining Eurostar with long-distance trains by means of France (or Belgium) and Germany, means London to Füssen is doable in a day – is picked up and dropped off free of charge. And, brilliantly, anybody who opts to not have their room cleaned on any given morning is given a €5 drinks voucher. My cover stays ruffled all through.

Again to the outside. One morning I make a gradual loop across the Hopfensee. The floor of the lake is a breeze-ruffled blue and the shoreline is clustered with evergreens. Distant bells peal out from an onion-domed church. Each the lake and the tall, shaggy spruce bushes are stuffed with birds acquainted from residence – wrens, coal tits, tufted geese however once I have a look at their German names they really feel like strangers: Zaunkönig, Tannenmeise, Reiherente. I linger over espresso and chocolate cake midway spherical, probably not wanting the stroll to finish.

On the terrace at Biohotel Eggensberger
On the terrace at Biohotel Eggensberger

On my closing day I rent an e-bike and spend hours scooting across the countryside. The spotlight comes once I park under the hulking peak of Tegelberg and catch a cable automobile to a top of 1,730 metres. Neuschwanstein is seen within the distance on the way in which up, its turrets tiny, like a kitschy cake-topper. On the high, I crunch by means of patchy snow and discover a perch overlooking the mountains. Within the freezing air, summits romp off into the space. I keep there for ages, thumping my gloves collectively to remain heat. St Pancras station feels a great distance away.

Which, after all, it's. As soon as I get again to the UK, an electronic mail drops into my inbox telling me that the season’s snow has arrived in drive. Such is life. However someplace on the foot of the Bavarian Alps there’s a fort that now appears to be like much more fantastical, and a stoat in a white coat that feels proper at residence.

This text was amended on 27 January 2023 to present the right the interpretation for coal tit – it's Tannenmeise.

The journey was offered by Inntravel, which has seven nights half-board at Biohotel Eggensberger, with gentle lunch, return rail journey from London and strolling notes and maps from £1,550pp, out there till 26 March 2023.Journey to Paris was offered by Eurostar: London St Pancras to Paris Gare du Nord prices from £39. For extra data on the Füssen space, go toen.fuessen.de

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