It’s the middle of october and autumn is fully here – it literally went from 25° to 10° in just two days and it’s so cold! I almost forgot what that feels like… but 10°C is nothing, what makes me really hate this weather is the constant drizzle – not real rain, but also no sun, just grey sky and everything is wet. Anway, back to warmer days. These pictures were taken at the beginning of autumn – the leaves slowly started to turn, but the weather was still summery and hot. The grapes where already ripe and you could pick and eat them right away, but it wasn’t yet quite the season for sturm (new wine, sweet and sparkling). In between summer and autumn, much preferable to our current situation!
I already mentioned it somewhere, but this september, my brother celebrated his fifth wedding anniversary and we had a family reunion. We spent the day in the Wachau, a Danube valley in Lower Austria, famous for its wine and apricots. I’ve always wanted to hike to the ruins of the castle of Dürnstein and so I was excited when we decided to do just that.
It is the castle where King Richard I of England (Richard the Lionheart) was captured and had to pay an enormous ransom to be freed again. There is also a really stupid story about the king’s bard who discovered where Richard was kept by singing as specific song, but I don’t think that’s actually true. Anyway, the castle was destroyed around 1650 and never built up again.
I guess it looked more impressive when it was still intact, but I was surprised to discover how small it is (and actually slightly disappointed). But even if the ruins aren’t very spectacular, the view is. I know many people who’s favourite austrian region is the Wachau (my father is one of them) and you have a beautiful view over the valley. The vineyards on the hills opposite, the blue church tower of Dürnstin and of course, the Danube.
It was a beautiful day, with perfect weather for our little expedition. I’ve seen pictures of the ruins in winter though, with low hanging clouds, black trees and spooky fog above the river. Who knows, maybe these ruins are being haunted once the summer tourists move on and silcence settles over the valley… (Halloween is soon)