Another day in paradise …

Off on an adventure on the bush tracks on our bikes … I ask the tourism consultant if there is water in the ‘pond’ that I point to on a map … silly me it’s not Australia! ‘Yes there is water’

On the bike track … must have been an old railway, two old tunnels the lovely surface didn’t last too long before we are steadily braking on rough gravel.  We are join by others hiking and cycling.  The little pond before us … a group of teens equipped with picnic in their boardies, ‘have you had a swim?’ Yes!, ‘Was it cold?, ‘Yes!’ What a great day for them with their mates.  Other families arrive, an esky carried from a car park nearby.

Further on, the lakeside has a bustling Cafe.  It’s a local spot for hiking; a small pond with a pontoon; today trout fishing seems to be the attraction for families.  Crystal clear waters running off from the mountains, rainbow trout being caught.  A manager/owner keeping a close eye on the catches, he weighs and charges €11 per kilo.

Back on the track to the next little village, a bit rough as we wheel our bikes, a local supermarket for lunch items and a cute wooden table and chairs hidden amongst the old fir trees with glimpses of the lake.  This is too relaxed on the ‘smelling the roses tour’

Meanwhile, I head down to the lake lookout, a chocolate gelato in hand and blog … peace!!!

Pasta makes you faster … hills tomorrow. Making up with the best of Italian pasta, Spritz and Prosecco, before we hit Austria.