Marty Climbs the Zugspitze
July 30-August 1, 2003

Marty writes: Last year it was the Watzmann (2713 meters), the second highest mountain in Germany. So the logical choice this year was the Zugspitze (2962 meters), the highest mountain in Germany. It's mostly the same group as last year (Christian, Frank, Reinhardt, Klaus, and me), with a couple of additions (Jörg and Thomas).

We started out late on Wednesday afternoon from Munich, and drove down to Hammersbach (just under 800 meters elevation), just south of Garmisch-Partenkirchen, where we parked the car. Our approach to the peak goes through the Höllental, which can be translated as the Valley of Hell or the Valley of Caves. Take your pick. Our plan was to spend the night in the Höllentalanger Hütte (Hütte means cottage or lodge), only a couple of hours from the parking lot, and then attack the summit on Thursday.

Everything went fine the first evening. We went through the very picturesque Höllentalklamm. (A Klamm is a gorge, usually carved out by melting snow and mountain springs.) We reached the Hütte by about 9:00 pm. The late hour of our arrival perturbed the proprieter a bit, but we were served some dinner, and given a place to sleep. Well actually, the seven of us were given four bunks. It made things a bit cozy, but we managed.

Thursday morning we awoke to overcast skies and scattered rain. We couldn't see the peak due to the clouds. After much painful deliberation, we decided not to go on the Zugspitze that day, but we would prolong the trip one day, and try again on Friday. So Thursday, we hiked around to the east a bit and climbed a lower peak, the Osterfelder Kopf (2050 meters).

Friday we awoke to conditions not much better than Thursday, but no rain. We had already waited 24 hours, and we decided we weren't waiting any longer.

We cheated a little on the way down. We took the cable car to the cog-wheel train back to Hammersbach, where we parked. Friday night (after showers), we capped off the experience in a beer garden back in Munich.

The pictures below are so far just the ones I took. Some parts of the climb --the more interesting parts -- required two hands. But my Bergkameraden (literally, "mountian commrades") took plenty, and I'll be adding to the collection below as I get copies of their stuff.

Click on the small pictures to see the larger versions.

In the parking lot, with our goal in sight. The entrance to the valley is just to the left of the picture.

First things first. Who's gonna carry the food?

Christian & Klaus lead the way.

Near the entrance the the Höllentalklamm.

Jörg just before the entrance to one of the many caves carved out for the path.

It just wouldn't be a Klamm without the water.

This Klamm is high-tech. It even has lights in the caves.

More Klamm scenery.

A shot of the Höllental.

1381 meters. Here's the cottage where we spent the first night. Well, OK. We spent the second night there too.

Begin Day 2. See that peak on the right? That's not the Zugspitze. The peak we want is behind those clouds in the middle.

After much deliberation, we make the painful decision to turn left here. We'll try again tomorrow and hope for better weather.

We decided to get some hiking in despite the weather, so we headed east, away from the Zugspitze. Here's a stream coming out the side of a mountain the the Höllental.

A salamander we saw along the way. Somehow, I don't think he climbed up all the way from the bottom.

Some interesting "bath tubs" carved out by the running water.

You can see that in this direction the weather doesn't look unfriendly. Not great, but at least no rain clouds.

1527 meters. We stopped for a break at the Knappenhäuserhütte (not in service).

After reaching the peak of the Osterfeldkopf (2050 meters) we pass through the Höllentor, pictured here.

Klaus did some scouting about during one of our breaks.

The valley toward Garmisch, where we started the day before.

End Day 2. We're back at the cottage playing Doppelkopf, a strange German card game where Jacks, Queens and 10's are higher than Kings, and you don't know who your partner is until you're halfway into the hand.

Begin Day 3. That looks much better, doesn't it? No? Well, screw it. We're going anyway!

Go west, young man!

Click to see the bigger picture and you will notice mountain goats and sheep grazing on the side of the mountain.

See. Told ya!

The next picture is taken after some very interesting parts of the mountain, that required this climber to put the camera away and use both hands.

I'm about to have my first close encounter with a glacier. Some of the black dots on the ice are people.

There are lots of rifts in the ice. You can also see a layer of crushed rock on top of the ice.

A close up of the ice.

It's hard to tell how far down it goes. Better stay on the path to the right. Of course, at this point everyone has the clamp on ice-cleats (Steigeisen).

After this, the camera gets put away again for a while.

2962 meters. The highest peak in Germany!

I guess next year, we'll have to go to Switzerland.

Pictured are me (in the green fleece), Jörg (in the orange), Reinhardt and Christian (behind Jörg) and Frank (behind me). Klaus is taking the picture.

 

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