Adventures of the Bear (it’s my Kawasaki) far away. Part three - the way to my dream

I always dreamed of this, sitting at school, walking with a girl in the park telling in colors , that someday, I'll be riding on a motorcycle in the mountains. a year ago I could not believe that I would do it, that I would go to the mountains. And now I'm only 28, I save people, I create beauty, I go to the mountains on a bike ...

Until now there was just a way, all the cities that I passed did not interest me, I just deliberately swallowed the dust of roads heading to my big dream! Further, I did not make my route on any tourist sites and roads, I just opened google maps and watched pictures in the mountains, mountain lakes, and laid the route to the places I liked, but I chose only 1-2 places where I wanted to go.The other touristic places were just on the way, and I did not know exactly where the road leads me, the rule was one - NO HIGHWAYS! only small roads of regional scale, in my opinion only here it's possible to see thelife of the country and its nature!
Munich is behind, we cheerfully and carelessly ride to the exit from the highway. Uncommonly narrow road, hilly terrain and in the distance one can see not the high mountains =)

Futher I used the signs, complete unity with the bike and the road, which in turn already ran at the foot of the mountains, low (as I later learned), but the mountains, the first mountains that I see. I remember that I was making the route of this day using the lakes, so I kept them...

And this huge lake is filled with this dead rivulet =) Of course, I understand that during rains and times when snow melts in the mountains, it turns into a stormy mountain river.
At the next lake, I noticed a cableway to the mountains, I already did not care for time, I could not miss such a chance and not get to the top of such a huge mountain =))) how I was wrong, I did not imagine at that moment that in the next few days I will drive on 3000 meters and clock up a lot of km at 2400-2600 meters. Meanwhile, the weather was getting worse...

Literally a couple of kilometers ahead of me was the first real cool serpentine =))) Somewhere behind the woods, the hotel in the fabulous city Fuessen is waiting for us and next to it no less fairytale castle of Neuschwanstein. But the weather seems to be completely nasty = (

Only local people and delivery service can move into an authentic old town on transport. I, cheeky, rode to the very door of the hotel... The hostess of the hotel said that it was necessary to park the bike for the night there further, where I did not understand, so I parked it where I thought right, well, as always, to the parking for bicycles.
I wanted to go immediately to see the castle, but the hostess dissuaded me, saying that it was necessary to book tickets, or it was better to be there in the morning at 8 am. She said that the queue in the morning is for half an hour, then another half an hour with a pedestrian up to the castle, and there I would have to wait for my turn to look at the castle ... I do not know what is going on at a later time, but in the morning I stood in the queue for an hour. The sun suddenly popped up from behind the castle, and I ran up to the mountains to take chic photos.

in old sneakers, but they walked everywhere in Europe for 4 years =)

met at the castle a sweet spaniard with a name that is really hard to pronounce, not that to remember

I spent very much time hanging out in this castle, I had more than 200km to ride in four countries, along narrow serpentines ... but this is another story...
To be continued...