Journal of a Tour in the Years 1828-1829, through Styria, Carniola, and Italy, whilst Accompanying the Late Sir Humphry DavyTobin, J. J.
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Journal of a Tour in the Years 1828-1829, through Styria, Carniola, and Italy, whilst Accompanying the Late Sir Humphry Davy
Tobin, J. J.
Davy, Humphry, Sir, 1778-1829; Europe -- Description and travel
we came to a brook, whose course we followed to its rise, which was in
a large snow. We passed quickly over this, and then saw that we only
had about a fourth part of the ascent to accomplish. We journeyed on
merrily, although we were obliged, for upwards of an hour, to climb
with the help of hands and feet over the rocks, till we came to the
last, though not easiest part of the journey. This was a wood of dwarf
firs, which an avalanche of the last winter in its descent had laid
flat upon the ground, though their roots generally remained fixed. We
scrambled over and through these, and, after all difficulties, I found
myself, about two o'clock, on the snow-clad ridge of the mountain. My
companion was still battling with the prostrate firs, but arrived about
a quarter of an hour afterwards, and we then went on to the highest of
the five peaks which form the summit of the Zimitz, between seven and
eight thousand feet above the sea. The view from this spot amply repaid
us for the toil and danger we had encountered in reaching it. Many
thousand feet below us we beheld four large lakes surrounded by green
mountains and vallies glowing in the sun; beyond these lay the wide
extended plains of Bavaria, clothed with glittering towns and villages,
over which the eye wandered to a far distant horizon, bounded only by
the clear blue sky.
Looking back we saw down into many a dark valley, out of which rose
numberless snow peaks, and high above the rest the majestic Schneeberg,
with its eternal glaciers, and at a yet greater distance the still more
lofty peaks of the Salzburg chain; but the reflection of the sun from
the vast and glaring fields of snow was so strong that the eye could
scarcely bear to look at them, and turned with delight to the green
woods and lakes below. Having spent an hour in the pure air of these
upper regions, we began to descend by a very different road to the one
we had chosen in ascending, which, though better and not so rocky, was
in many parts so steep, that we were in continual danger of pitching
forwards, and were therefore obliged to seat ourselves each upon a
stout branch of a fir-tree, and thus ride down. Having traversed two
snow fields, we came to some as yet uninhabited huts, about half-way
down the mountain, from whence a good sheep path conducted us into a
valley. Here we got some milk in one of the dairy huts, and then made
the best of our way towards Ischl, as a thunderstorm, which we had for
some time seen approaching, was now fast gathering round us, and the
peasants advised us to hasten as quickly as possible, but long before
we could reach home it burst over us with tremendous violence. The rain
came down in such torrents, that in five minutes the road was more than
ankle deep in water, but it soon changed into hail, like a shower of
nuts, accompanied by the loudest thunder and most vivid lightning.
Thus, soaked but much refreshed, we reached Ischl about eight o'clock
in the evening.
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