which, if we uncousciously yield to it,
will direct us aright. (H. D. Thoreau)
which, if we uncousciously yield to it,
will direct us aright. (H. D. Thoreau)
Aproaching the Sadnighaus (1880 m), where the bus was waiting for us.
The Astental Valley.
The Astenbach brook.
Thousand have lived without love, not one without water. (W. H. Auden)
the sky, the solitary pain and pleasure - they will grow larger, sweeter, lovelier in days and years to come. (Edward Abbey)
Descending to the Astental Valley.
My God is the God of walkers. If you walk hard enough, you probably don't need any other god. (Bruce Chatwin)
Those who dwell among the beauties and mysteries of the earth are never alone or weary of life. (Rachel Carson)
Our way is not soft grass, it's a mountain path with lots of rocks. But it goes upward, forward, toward the sun. (Ruth Westheimer)
Hold infinity in the palms of your hand
and eternity in an hour. (William Blake)
and on the horizon , on Rote Wand and on Sandfeldkopf
yes, there I had indeed a wonderful stay. (From a song from Sadnig mountain pastures)
In the Goldberg Group of mountains.
Aproaching the Sadnig Scharte pass, 2484 m.
Larch tree at the hut.
I measure your health by the number of shoes and hats and clothes you have worn out. (R. W. Emerson)
I dream of hiking into my old age. (Marlyn Doan)
I have two doctors, my left leg and my right. (G. M. Trevelyan)