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Mountain Railway

Mountain Railway dream 2010

Im letzten Jahr erfüllte ich mir noch so auf die Schnelle einen Traum, welchen ich schon lange mit mir regelrecht rum schleppte. Einmal wenigstens wollte ich auf einem grossen Berggipfel mitten im Winter stehen, von oben auf die kleine, sich vor mir ausbreitende  Welt nach unten schauen und alle Schandtaten aus mir herrausschreien. Auch auf die Gefahr, dass sich selbigen in Form von einem „Flachlandsächsisch“ des Echos, sich mir wieder um die Ohren wickeln würden. In dem Fall hätte ich allerdings versucht dem Yeti auf den Kopf zu spucken. Naja. Bei der Kälte welche da oben gerade herschte, wäre es eh nur ein „Eiszapfenangriff“ geworden. Aber gleich vorweg. Ich traff weder den Messner, noch seinen Verwandten the Yeti. Not even on his head. I could not scream, because too many small Japanese movie fans were on their way, would have swallowed their fur hats, the overwhelming response from Saxony Thuringia eh. So I left it at all resolutions and devoted myself to the majestic sight and out of these unique mountains here, put on my snowshoes and trudged myself wrapped like a polar bear on lonely paths of the glacier. But first things first.

ago had the pleasure in this case, the mountain god yes nor planned for me to move up to 3000 meters. And the form of a "Mountain Railway".

I was standing now before this Dingsbumsda, which locals call the cable car. Looked to me more like a flattened Sargofarg with windows to the side, which was at one of befässtigt my point of view, thin twine. I gazed at me suspiciously Once the technical requirements, which enabled me here might want to be transported to another realm. The part itself already weighed almost 5 tons and was supposed to buck up to 125 people including their means of transport in the form of snow skis and boards in 3000 meters.

Granted. A mature technical performance of the Ingeneurskunst, This train seemed to be already. After all, should be yes, according to my demand, to date no accident with these cable-car to be known. What I have not quite convinced, as known to be yes, everything is relative, and eventually it was a "one-off" there. So why not just today and at the moment, if I would trust my life to this delicate thing?

Who should now have the impression that "de table" talks of personal fear, is totally wrong, looks disappointed. I was just cautious and did not have any "underpants" packed to switch with. I also facing yes works something like an elevator. I am also well aware that most accidents happen on the streets. However, accidents in the air are even more dramatic because it usually goes the same speed in the depth and corresponding exits of screaming people and Skiing Enthusiasts are plockiert. So no optimal conditions, this may well survive. This is why I asked for, even after safety equipment such as lifejackets, Kotzbeuteln, Gleitfallschirmen and the like. The unsympathetic view of the cable car lift escort staff, "which I read all the way, are simply encouraged me to believe that there is something wrong. Especially since I do not Mandarin my question was, but really trying for me best in "High German" desen I ever am able to articulate my concerns. So I finally waited on a few rides to get me to make an impression on the pendelnten basket of hell.

That thing rocked every time suspicious long, but continuously warm in the appropriate position before it the world-weary people in the quasi "einfrass. And everybody laughed and chatted it seemed to look forward to that hell height Tripp. Strangely, that vehicle came back after a few minutes but no plesure to Mountain station, but without passengers. What did mean nothing, of course, as any such inmates were even forced my way to get out could have been. So the evidence that Zuverlässigleit companion for me that was not a long time. Especially as I imagined, as is now about 125 times the packed human flesh lying around all mixed up scattered in the snow-white mountain areas of the Alps, the ski tips to deformed demonic grinning summit crosses your ass would ABRI. cut off from a mile of appropriate care, not even a McDonald's within their reach, at least to get a hot chocolate.

Und wieder wackelte so eine Kiste sich den Weg nach oben suchend, ohne mich davon. Aber „De Isch“ hat für solche Zwecke ja immer ein Erste Hilfe Notfallpäckchen für den Fall der Fälle bei sich. In diesem Fall kontrollierte ich noch einmal die Dichtheit meiner beiden „Trinktankbehälter“, das Toilettenpapier, die Lesebrille und  die Zigaretten. Da alles sicher an seinem Platz verstaut war, lies ich mich einfach im Strom der Skifanatiker treibend, in diese Affenschaukel mitziehen. Allerdings darauf bedacht, wenigstens einen „sicheren“ Fensterplatz zu ergattern. Schliesslich wollte ich im Fall der Fälle mich nicht nur aus selbigen entleeren können, sondern also keep photographic evidence of my innocence in a shipwreck documentary can. The burden of proof would be ruined in the crash and society was not with me. And so the whole thing took its course.

first I thought I not only desperately hard on something, complete set, which felt like a handrail, Mr. exhibited later, but as the poles of an earlier, slightly smiling lady. But I did not notice until after I was able to open half way and both eyes. On the assumption finally reached the top at the finish to be, I had to admit that we suspect just over a close to us vorbeischrammendem Mountain range, slightly pendelnt vorwärst back and forth, moving. I would also include not only the rings of trees standing next to it, but even at rest collect rock samples to test for age indication that mountain can. Then there was a jolt and we were on top. All right. Not quite. It was not until the Zwischenstattion to about 2000 meters. I also noticed my Irtum yes only when a voice asked me if I wanted to ride even with the train up, or rather the will take in 20 minutes. Boaaahhhh. 20 minutes in freezing cold, no toilet around here all alone? I tried quickly to get the connection, perhaps again to grab a seat at the "Window Sun. But this time I was not so lucky, was felt by thousands of people impacted. Thus, a Herring must be in the bush feel after careful processing. Also had the advantage that I now had no longer hold. However, I now had constantly the tips of some sticks just below my nostrils on demand. Fortunately, this trip was much quicker and I did not see the actual peak height of the cable car gondola crashed. After about 5 minutes, the swings was finally over and I ran back in the Malmstrom Skileiber simply rinsing them out with the Bergstattion.

Finally. I was the target of my dream. I thought, anyway. The only way this panoramic view, was once about 200 meters further up, which was however only be reached on foot along a narrow path. Of course I will not tell you how I am up there "cramped", what thoughts raced through my head how many times I myself cursing and a few others use it for me unknown species of the chair movement had to finally really am " Les Diablerets "" to arrive. That would be far and too deep in my childhood cause "vertigo" damaged soul. Only so much. I geschaft all the tortures and mastered and was rewarded with a wonderful and unique experience here on the glacier.

one I know now. Even if it should be to hell, they will be without a little on me. But going up here, no I have absolutely come again. It was and is just .... beautiful.

wish you a pleasant start to the week.

rolf

Fussspuren auf diesem Kamm? Doch vom Yeti...? ;-)

Nicht nur Drachenflieger tummelten sich hier rum, sondern auch "Skiparagleiter"...der reinste Wahnsinn den Typen dabei schon zu zuschauen.

The first steps were "Snow Day". The last 150 meters to the summit .... oh well. Safety line somewhere buried in the ice snow. (

Almost there in 3209 meters übern "Salt water levels

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wanted to take the part of the last kilometers. unfortunately put no ignition key. And "shorting" issue in that case either. pushing was also pointless.

From the "gondola, while the downhill ........

..... just beautiful and ......

..... amazing ..... . :)

PS: The pattern of proof, where I designed the logo I :"... was here ... " gepieselt had in the snow, was unfortunately a bit blurred. Moreover gefrorr in this case, the "camera lens" very quickly. Too bad, because I had really the "italic" so hard, humped indeed extra two liters of hot tea over here. ;-)