After leaving Hallstatt we were on way to Innsbruck. Th train trip was real postcard stuff, mountains, lakes, rivers all the way. We had to change trains at a place named Stainach. While we were scoffing down breakfast on the platform an old local came up to us for a bit off a chat. This is one of the things Glenn really likes, finding out the inside info from the locals. Turned out this guy was 85 years old and on his way out for a bit of mountain climbing. He told us he had climbed all of the mountains in the local area, the last one around 2000 metres when he was 83. Quite an amazing bloke. We arrived in Innsbruck early in the afternoon and after checking into our hotel headed straight out
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