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Freezing temperatures can also be heartwarming, if you tired of waiting in the middle of winter to spring and has explored by motorcycle tour to the Bavarian Forest.


Now wait a from the spring, “says my friend. But she knows what it means when the F 800 GS is in the garage and smiles at me every day? Does she know how long can there be a winter? My longing for wind is so great that I can not dissuade warm words still frigid temperatures of a winter tour.

Plus two degrees, the thermometer shows the F 800 GS, as I roll towards the Friday morning on the A 3 my destination, the Bavarian Forest. A loose temperature, which can be overcome with good gloves and correspondingly thick sweaters. Added: From the wind speed of 130 is already badly cutting. Feet and fingertips are becoming the problem zones of winter driver. Regardless, snowy landscape and wonder of our outdated drivers make up for that. From the exit, this leads Hengersberg B 533 directly in the Bavarian Forest.

But it must go even curvier. I throw myself behind Auer Bach on the tiny, sometimes just auto wide streets that lead over the 1016 meters high and Grattesdorf Brotjackelriegel after Kirchberg in the forest and after rain.

May decrease the temperature with every mile that I screw myself up, at heart it makes me noticeably warmer. When, the thermometer below zero, is unrepentant. Finally back bends, even with a perfect surface.

No trace of snow in the deeper layers of the mountain. Only a few Eisreste in puddles and ditches fly past in the eye. But winter will come. Like a staircase is built of the Bavarian Forest, step by step from the Danube Valley to the mild climate than 1400 meters high mountain ridge on the border to the Czech Republic.

“Closed until 5 May, is on news stands at the ruins of white stone at the place rain, my first tourist stop. The stairs to the old walls, which sits like Frankenstein’s castle on steep rocks, are quartz, ice and so smooth that I used for the daring ascent precaution occasion helmet and gloves. From the snow is not much to see here.

But lying to the north towards the border crest white sugared mountain chains. Because I want to go!

The crossing of the pass- curvy road leads to over 800 meters high in the white splendor. In the summer there would be a great circuit for heating, but now is offered on wet asphalt-Griesel caution. This also applies to the winding scenic route back Lahr to Bearish Eisenstein. Attracts the little asphalt trusted me in spite of it still burning from the junction towards fast high Arber, with 1,456 meters the second highest mountain peaks of the nation’s resources. On Bretterschachten I dive into a completely white world, where all the trees are covered with a thick layer of frost. What is at temperatures of minus eight degrees, also in order. Without skis or snow shoes would sink up here right next to the road to the belly. Also located along 900 meters Arbersee winter has full control.

The next day, nothing more glowing: minus five degrees, the measures in the hotel garage easily BMW.

Schoenberg Grafenau now on I will continue to move east towards the Czech Republic. Somehow, I’m somewhat effeminate overnight. The warm bed, a cozy breakfast, one too many beers last night? Anyway, I feel cold, despite some good angle on the still snow-and ice-free roads. In Riedlhutte I’m considering a warming List: A visit to the glass blower who can blow the glass only at 1100 degrees. In the studio glassworks Kock goes on my bill. The master works with his son skillfully on a glass head, behind the white-hot lights in an open furnace. Room temperature: 30 degrees. After 15 minutes I feel so warm that I must continue.

In Mauth I could already make a stop in glass hut. The Glass Road across the Bavarian Forest is the soft heart and a winter driver dream route on which you can watch every few miles a glassblower at work. But today I will try my Czech-round from the other side. So is Philippsreut across the border. What in the united Europe really stands out only by that in the Czech Republic are more patches of snow on the road side? Strain the streets are totally uncleared. Slippery terrain also because has just opened a new brothel (“New girls, new prices”).Quick out of the swamp. Horni Vltavice, ten kilometers away, has not so sinful appearance. But it is also slippery. When I namely at the junction west of my planned route and am about Kvilda Kasperske Hory according Zelezna Ruda is because instead of a continuous navigable asphalt, icy snow.

Disappointed I have to cancel the Czech Republic for the second time round. So, back across the border and Philippsreut Haidmuhle over is dry road to the tripple chair. Now it itches me but in the cold at minus six degrees right fingers, and I will try to get on the 1332 meter high mountain. The snow is coming closer to the street, which has left only in the middle of a free track. And that is when my only lifeline in terms of traction thinner. Just do not give up. Suddenly, the completely empty parking a lot of the summit. Now there’s only a half-mile walk to the house three chairs. What is now at minus eight degrees, a welcome warming if the body while walking his feet finally with blood. I trudge through deep snow up to the well-known mountain inn with panoramic views. The silent winter forest swallowed my turn. What a feeling, a pub door in such a push on arctic environment of warmth and welcome to be! The condensation-covered helmet with immediately landed at the clothes racks, followed by several layers of textiles.

A steaming fruit is the peak of wellbeing. In keeping with the snow outside the window of the scenario mountain inn in the background sings Wolfgang Ambros his old popular songs from “Skifahr’n”. And, chanted that he looks up again in the evening of the skiing slopes and decides not to go home. I really want to extend their is own winter tour as well. Especially there is a group snowshoe walkers came to the door of the house three chairs, which make up here, totally secluded holiday. We begin to chat to, the fruit yields to the Jagertee, and incredible comfort all round.Tonight I will also stay in the house three chairs. My F 800 GS has to be down in the vast emptiness of the parking lot in the woods with fox and hare a freeze off. And it was even more snow tonight? The landlord also rents snowshoes.