There is no such thing as this well deserved real exhaustion of the human body after a day in the mountains. That's exactly how I feel right not trying to defy too early sleep which would make me sleepless for the night. But ultimately it is an entirely different sort of fatigue than sitting the whole day in front of the computer. Albeit considered the "normal way" of work nowadays, it consists a major alienation of what we human living beings have been created for. And having such a day in nature with this natural exhaustion brings one somehow closer to the true self.
Well, well, enough of philosophical bla-bla, we had a great day, us three guys, no women allowed ;-) who are old friend for more than 15 years. Here is the entire picture set on Flickr. We took today's fine weather in Bavaria, (that's the best part in Germany, just in case somebody doesn't know) and went for the tour to the Tegernseer Hütte on a altitude of 1650 m MSL. Here Markus and Bernhard at the bottom starting the tour.
Have a look at the Markus shoes (left guy), the kind of strange green and yellow ones. They proved to be the point of a battle of material which evolved after 20 min. We started out with a strong pace, maybe a bit too strong when Markus mentioned that the sole of his right shoe started to disintegrate. After the sole the entire shoe actually fell apart into pieices. Not really a miracle: The shoes were 20 years old! (They also look like that! :-) So after 40 minutes with reason Markus decided to get back to the car and spend the day at the cosy Tegernsee.
Bernhard and I continued our tour. We had finished the first important part, the summit got in sight. However, as Bernhard had his friendly dog "Guapa" with him, we had to make a major detour for the summit, because the dog - as all dogs - is not really a strong climber. And that was our goal for the day: The Tegernseer Hütte.
Up there, we were anything but the only ones who had fallen for that great idea to go mountaineering on a nice Sunday in Bavaria. The place was quite full, so that we had to queue 20 min for lunch which we greedily swallowed for the sake of carbohydrate-intake. Here a picture of mine as evidence that I really made it - LOL
Walking down with sticks proved to be a cool and helpful thing where we met Markus again. Unpacking my backpack, I just realized that my shoes have also become victims of the "battle of material" as both the soles began to disintegrate, too. My shoes were bit "younger", only 9 years old and I remember buying them for my mission as a radio correspondent during the Kosovo War.
What does this tell us? The shoes are old, the friendship, too. Maybe we should exchange our stuff for some new gear and do this sort of stuff more often …
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