Winter in Tirol arrived late in the valley last year which allowed for further hiking in the mountains in December. Before that, my thinking was that the next possible time for hiking of this kind would be April at the earliest, so for me this was sort of a dream come true. There was some snow. At those altitudes, at that time of the year, this is always the way. The last part of the journey had to be taken with some patience and care. But after a three hour ascent, I found myself in a place where I spent quite a bit of time in 2015 viewing the many summits.
Among these summits stands the Serles as an almost completely isolated pyramid of rocks which, according to a myth, is a ferocious knight with his two sons. They were cursed by a farmer because of their violent temper, their cruelty and their barbarity. Now King Serles and his sons as secondary peaks have remained fossilized there where his castle once had been. The outstanding three-piece setting of the summit on which the story is based greatly impressed Goethe during his travels to Italy and thus he gave it the name “Hochaltar Tirols” (high altar of Tyrol). I am always lost for words when trying to describe this sight and I always feel a reluctance when leaving this special place. All I can say…thankfully the spring is not so far away.