Witch Wood Planneralm
Grimming-Donnersbachtal
"Crackle, crackle snow, whom I see rushing through my forest", the witch asks herself every day on the Planneralm. Because in the witch's forest it's literally a mess. Under mountain pines, over roots above and in between straight through the trees. For all piste fleas, it's a matter of holding sticks tightly and going far down to the knees, so that every turn sits right and every curve is scratched. And for those who haven't had enough with the witch forest, the ghost train and the kids rodeo are right next door. YEE-HAW!
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