There was a queue to enter the park, no surprise on a day as glorious as this. The views more than made up for the wait time, though.
Once we wrangled the wagon into a “parking space,” more or less, the rocky hike to the skywalk was not long at all. Along the way we passed this charming Hütte, the small and welcoming buildings that dot the Alpine hiking trails all across Europe. Many serve small meals, and some offer overnight lodging for the weary backpacker.
We paused at an expansive overlook, completely absorbed by the beauty. Clayton Theodore, on the other hand, was completely absorbed with the dozens of other happy canines enjoying a day out with their people.
A brave moment for me. Ordinarily I am not all that keen on skywalks, preferring to remain on terra firma, but even I was compelled to enjoy the scenery from 1.132 meters above Austria. I just didn’t look down through the open grates.
Afterwards, lunch along the trail. Chicken salad for us…
…and a peanut butter sandwich for the hound. But he is not spoiled.