15.09.2016 - 15.09.2016 26 °C
We got up earlier than usual for our last day of walking. A table was reserved for the 'Buccheri family' at breakfast, and so we officially welcomed Pat and Belinda to the clan. We set off in the cool of the morning, defeated a minor navigational challenge and soon overtook everyone else walking uphill. To be fair, we were at least twenty years younger than most of the other walkers we encountered and we had completed a fairly rigorous training regime in Norway. Up we went, stopping only briefly for sugar refills. We had acquired some 'vegiemaus' along the way - lollies shaped like mice that tasted like vegetables. Not a hit with the girls, but Pat and Simon happily munched away as we walked out of Austria and back into Germany, with nothing but a faded painted sign to mark the transition.
We got a hedgehog stamp at the stempel point looking over Lake Eibsee and lunched on the edge of the lake with the best pretzels of the trip so far. As it was still early, we decided to add on the optional walk-around-the-lake to our trip. It was a loop walk, so theoretically it didn't matter which way we went - except that we seemed to pick the uphill route. There were lots of walkers and cyclists coming the other way, but mostly electric bikes going the same way as us. The water was all sorts of shades of blue and green, and people were using the lake to its full recreational potential. The trees provided plenty of shade, which was appreciated as it was the hottest day we'd had yet, although the wind picked up and it threatened to rain part way round the track. We were startled by what appeared to be a cycling clothes rack, but most of the other encounters we had were fairly conventional.
Once we made it around the lake, we found the train station and the (surprisingly late) train took us for the half hour ride back into Garmisch-Partenkirchen. We celebrated making it back to where it all began by going back to the Mohrenplatz beer garden that we had visited right at the start of the walk. We slaved over the German menu for awhile before being offered the English version - and while it wasn't as much fun as trying our best to decipher the code, it meant we actually knew what we were ordering, which had its benefits. Prost!