If anyone had mentioned “turopolie” to me a few days ago, I would have thought it were some kind of...
I wonder if according to the religion of flies, those who die by drowning in a glass of wine go...
My short holidays this year started with a snow, continued with a fog, so it was only logical for them...
If yesterday was a day of unexpected snows, today was the day of somewhat predictably closed mountain huts. None of...
According to my latest count, there are five food-serving farms along the path circling Ramsau’s children-friendly hill/mountain Rittisberg (excluding the...
Another year, another visit to the Brettljause-paradise Ramsau am Dachstein, and another small “filling the holes” step in the quest...
I hate violating other people’s privacy, and unfortunately that’s exactly how Legat makes you feel. It’s someone’s home – not...
The first thing one notices about the Moarhofalm is that they use hiking boots in place of flower pots. There...
The Hans-Wödl-Hütte must be located in a very nice place. There is a lake next to it, and a lake...
It’s the first day of autumn, they say. The first day of winter, more like. It had been raining from...
Having failed at finding a Brettljause in the town of Gröbming (shame on you, Gröbminger Alm’s website for misleading me...
Here is another proof that to improve the quality of Brettljause experience one just needs to move out of Lower...