Mummelsee, a high mountain lake in the Black Forest

After leaving Schiltach, drove on, going back into the woods.  As we climbed up into the mountains we came into snow.  It was Beautiful, like driving through a forest of flocked pines, oh, so lovely.  The trees all look the same, over and over and over. It’s called the Black Forest because it’s so dense and there is so much undergrowth.  Everything on the ground is covered in green moss, looking like it never sees the light of day.

Here are a few pics of old farm homes along the way, as we began to climb higher and higher.

This was a beautiful church in a small village.

 

We climbed up and up and in and out of clouds. And misty snow. We were on more back roads, with very few other cars coming or going.  John was cautious on the narrow road, pulling over often to let cars pass.  The roads were cleared, except for one stretch that was rather treacherous.  There were some large trucks at the bottom of a hill that couldn’t make it up this patch of uncleared icy road.  We passed them carefully on the way to our last destination today: Mummelsee, a high mountain lake. It took about an hour to get there through these snowy mountains.

A treacherous spot:

I’m not sure what exactly we expected to see on top of this last mountain, but it wasn’t a small frozen lake covered in snow! The photos were all taken in the summer! There is a large hotel/lodge at the little lake and a ski resort nearby. I think most of the people visiting here are skiers. There was a cleared path around the lake with a few people walking it through the snow. There were little docks for paddle boats and picnic tables, all with several inches of new snow.

A summer view:

We stayed about 10-15 minutes there, looking around, then we carefully headed back down another way.  We descended quite quickly into a spectacular green valley with scattered villages.  It looked like these were nice newer homes, maybe retirement places for wealthier people who like living near a ski resort. It reminded me of Midway.

Once down in the valley, we got on the freeway, heading back to Frankfurt, about 2 hours, 45 min away.