Hotel Gasthof Gruner Baum
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... around 10kW-hrs, but 20kW-hrs, never. The
guy never showed us the start reading (scribbled on some scrap of paper in
pencil) so it could have been anything. He caught me washing the van, and I’m
sure he took exception to it too, so not surprised he tried to diddle us.
Overall, not a nice man.
Drove out of Dalaas in a huff and left the area, heading
up the Montafon Valley, avoiding the Arlberg Tunnel. Still had to pay ...
Day 286 4 hrs, 4.4 kms I do stop in a fairly large city on the way. I do want to get a better feel for this unique Italian-Austrian region. It feels strange to get off a train and immediately find myself in a town--almost feels like I'm cheating or something! It also feels strange to walk block after block, and the city just continues and continues... I've gotten used to villages that take 10 to 15 minutes to cross. Finally ...
... the main town of Mals. Here I come across another--much uglier--fortress: a concrete dome in the middle of the field that looks like a grim reminder of another war: World War II. Mals is a larger towns, with all the shops I need to stock up on supplies--and some cool towers to give it some character. I've gotten my second wind and am really enjoying this Superhike once again. However, I'm getting the feeling that this is a ...
... what I suspected is true: a village had to be flooded when the dam was built, and this church tower is all that is left to the eye from this now underwater town. It seems both sad and poetic... The sun is setting as I reach my third village of Curon Venosta. Here I give into temptation, and opt for a warm bed again instead of camping out. It does seem to be a lot colder on this side of the mountain for some reason. And so ends a beautiful ...
... and cliffs. Suddenly, a magnificent sight greets my eyes: it's a covered bridge--no it's a castle... no, it's two castle towers connected by a covered bridge across the river, across on the other side are the sheer cliffs and steep slopes that separate Austria from Italy. Gazing at this tower, I'm suddenly taken back to another time. A time before highways, trains and tunnels. A time when mountains like this were unconquered barriers ...