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Published: April 30th 2013
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After a fairly peaceful night apart from some motorway noise we headed off in the direction of Munich and the southerly ring road. A road that neither of us had travelled before. We fed the resident ducks before we left and tried the showers which were excellent. Clean and tidy and functional. The day was still dull but it wasnt raining yet.
A few miles down the road it started again. Just a sprinkling but enough to make us think yet again will the damn wet stuff never stop. The skies were grey and full of clouds which threatened more rain. Deer grazed in the fields alongside the autobahn oblivious of the early morning traffic . At 9 the sun broke through. Cars raced past as we skirted Munich and headed for Lake Chiemsee. The roadsides full of bright buttercup yellow Marsh Marigolds and cowslips. We passed a roadside sign that proudly proclaimed the region was the home region of Pope Benedict the retired pope now living in retirement.
We parked up for lunch on the banks of Lake Chiemsee also known as the Bavarian Sea . Well perhaps not strictly on the banks as the lake was the
other side of the Autobahn and we could only get glimpses of it through thick trees. Photographs were impossible at times due to the rain again which was to be fair by now only a shower and it was hard to tell the difference between the sky which was grey and the water which was equally grey. A few facts about Lake Chiemsee. There are three major islands on it but we could see none of them. One has a palace on it built by that mad King Ludwig again. Unfortunately a bit like his other palaces it was never completed . Had it been finished it would have been a replica of Versailles. The lake is nearly 73 metres deep and covers 79 km squared - in other words a big lake .
Petrol was the most expensive so far at 1 euro 54.9 cents a litre and we picked this up at the Wild Bean Cafe aire near to the Tauern tunnel which is 6.8 metres long and cost us 10 euros to pass through. The roads in this part of the world cling on viaducts to the sides of the mountains and the wind blew Suzy.
This resulted in butt clenching driving conditions. The views though were to die for. Snow clad mountains with green flower filled meadows. Swathes of pink Ladies Smock prettily dotted between the green lush grass.
The next tunnel was the Katschbergh Tunnel which for once was free. Again once you come out you are greeted by spectacular mountain scenery. A photographers dream at every opportunity. As Suzy ate up the miles we approached the Karawanken tunnel exactly on the Austrian/Slovenian border . The remnants of old border posts litter the road. We parted company with 6 euro 50 cents to travel through this tunnel.
You would think the Slovenian or Austrian vignette would cover these tunnels. The weather had by now picked up. The sun was shining and we started to see signs for our destination and stopover for the next few days. The holiday could really begin.
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