Thus we spent two full days, soaking up the fresh air in the grand alpine
setting. While Misa kept giving us constant distractions, we enjoyed every
minute of our revisit, to our heart's content.
- Highlights slide show
Tauernhaus has a great long history dating back to 1389. The lodge itself
has been rebuilt and renovated many times over but you still see the footprint
of the past on the seasoned walls and furniture.
Meanwhile the guest rooms are modern, clean and comfortable. Place the
pointer on the picture.
We made it a rule to stay in the little hutte of Braeurup, but now for
the 3 of us, it's a little too tight. We decided to take lodging at Tauerunhaus about 2kms upstream of Muehleck bridge.
On the 2nd day we fished up from the lodge - the fishable section continues
way further up, a few miles easy. While the scenery remains as lovely,
or even more so as you walk up closer to the towering snowy peaks, the
river becomes somewhat flatter and shallower. As far as fishing goes, the
middle / lower section near Muehleck delivered better result, at least
on our visit this time.
Misa enjoyed kid's gourmet that she deserved after a whole day out. While
we adults had our share of reward nicely chilled.
The lodge charges 200euros for a family of 3, with breakfast and supper
included. Fair price I would say, considering the grand location.
Pls. note they do not sell the fishing license - which you must buy from
Braurup in advance.
A familiar scene for us, but for Misa every such encounter is a drama. And they seem to like children too.
She was a river we visited every summer during our 5 years stay in Germany,
and the visit was a special event we both looked so much forward to. Now
we came here as visitors, albeit old friends, with some sense of distance
I must admit.
Yet the visit was something very special, calling back all those memories
not forgotten but buried underneath all other things that passed during
the 13years. This certainly is a place where we are happy. Very happy.
And the happiness in part comes from the knowledge that we have a place
we can go back to. Even if we cannot do so often enough. Until we meet
again, Krimmlerache our curtis creek, auf wiedersehen.
- Back
Brookies and brownies made an even split, or a tad more brookies perhaps.
It is a pleasure we can enjoy quality fishing, without relying on hatchery
rainbows.
Average size in our recollection was about 10inches, but we caught many
more fish in the 12inch range on this visit, especially in the lower, deeper
stretch of the river.
The main current in the middle of the river looked tempting, but due to
the slightly high water, many fish were found near the bank and in the
undercut.
Another regular of the Krimmler valley. There was a time I almost hook
up one of them - mind your back!
Krimmlerache is arguably the most child friendly fishing venue. Fish are
numerous and not wary, eager to entertain beginners just as much.
Sayuri took pleasure casting gentle line, on her Lochmore 833 - the very
same rod she used to fish here with.
The biggest change was on my side - with a new member to the team, our
daughter Misa. At 5yrs old she cannot do much but does have as much curiosity.
After hearty breakfast, we drove to Krimml, then hopped onto the national
park shuttle bus - all as usual. The bus did the zig zag up the steep dirt
road, carrying us to the world above, to the alpine valley of Krimmler.
Without hurrying, we unpacked, rigged up, and walked down to our usual
starting place, the bridge of Muehleck. The big rocks there, the whirlpools
here, and the shallow gravel bars down the corner , , ,
Oh how the memories come flooding back!!
Gasthof Braurup welcomed us with almost a casual air. Come to think, it
was this hotel that opened up our window for Austrian fishing way back
in 2002.
The fly shop, as well as the display of the antique tackle (pls. place
the pointer on the pic) remained exactly the same.
A night's stay for the three of us, with breakfast and supper, cost 170euro
today. About 50% more now, but we had to admit the quality of food has
greatly improved meanwhile.
A revisit after 13 long years. Of all the rivers in Austria, this one,
Krimmlerache is where we have our biggest attachment. For that reason perhaps,
we couldn't really believe it until we drove down the Felbertauern to see
the familiar town of Mittersil.
The 6th visit - June '18