Retriever Way

And that is a good thing. But it’s not what I want or what we want. For my dear husband pulls the calm and authenticity of Raach the hustle and bustle of the big world” before. And our four-legged child, Caya, the Retriever bitch, fell from the outset in Raach. “What has to do of course absolutely nothing so that by the hosts of Daneshvar Gasthof” is greeted with Hundestangerln at the last visit it was March.

The sun shone hot, cloudless blue arched to the sky. But in the forest, on the way to the Rams were still crunching icy snow. At over 800 m above sea level makes itself won’t chase away the winter, but the air was wonderful and the Sun was shining with real power. Coltsfoot tried to pave the way, deer with a grey winter coat and bright white Popscherl crossed the road. We went the forest road up to the Ramssattel, where we sat on the bench in the Sun and admired has been the whole hilly massif, which spread out at our feet. No sound far and wide. One hears the silence”, I said.

Yes, unbelievable. My husband said not even a plane”. Caya said nothing. She dreamed of, on the way home again from the line to be left there, where in the triangle of the small streets that was snow field, to dig more holes in the frozen snow, so as she digs in her native Majorca always holes in the sand on the way back we walked across the street. It connects Raach with Rams and he scattered mainly by the inhabitants of far the farms used. As a result, only a tractor pulling a cartload of wood met us on all the way. The stop at the Inn by Shahida was wonderful. With the well-earned appetite we went forth over the delicacies. Franz Diewald is a gifted Cook. He holds many sophisticated cooking and he is rightly proud that some of his students are now successful chefs. But in his Inn focuses on home-cooked meals made with local and fresh products. And so let us taste it really well. We were met on the way home. Over at the medieval castle of Wartenstein, later builders a sleeping beauty Castle atmosphere have missed down to Gloggnitz and the S6 home, Direction Vienna. It was a wonderful trip. And not just the dog slept that night soundlyu0085

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