... It was still dark when I sleepily rolled over to check my phone. Damn! 5.58am. I was supposed to be meeting @lukaschlz
at 6. I grabbed my things and jumped straight into the car; luckily I had packed my drone the night before. I picked Lukas up just a few minutes behind schedule and we made our way into the mountains through the silent streets of Salzburg. Despite the recent heatwave, there was a distinct autumnal chill in the air. I couldn’t help but wonder if a September morning was the best time to be cliff jumping into an alpine lake. Never mind. It was too late to turn back and our window of opportunity was rapidly closing.
We arrived around 7am on the north side of Lake Wolfgang and parked as close to the spot as the road would take us. After a short walk through the woods, the path opened into a clearing where the cliffs towered above the water. As the birds sung beautifully from the treetops and the water lapped gently against the rocks, my apprehension quickly disappeared. There was not a soul in sight. To our great surprise, the lake was still warm and every plunge felt like a welcoming embrace. Refreshed, we packed away the cameras as the sun crept above the mountains and flooded into the valley.
Someone once said that our generation was born too late to explore the earth. Today however, we’d discovered our own piece of paradise; even if for a fleeting moment before the world woke up around us. Boy, did that morning coffee taste good.