ブロンのおすすめ登山＆山歩きルート

フレスヘンハウス近くの登りやすい頂上。

聖ニコラウスと聖テオドゥル教区教会は、その基本的な部分は15世紀に遡り、前室とギャラリーへの入り口からなる最後の増築は1950年代に行われました。鐘楼を支えるための鉄筋コンクリート構造もこの時代のもので、鐘楼を貫いています。 オルガンは1895年のものです。守護聖人である聖テオドゥルを選んだことは、4世紀にシッテン（ラテン語でTheodulus Sedunensis、アレマン語でSan(k)t Joder、グラウビュンデン・ロマンシュ語でSogn Gioder）で活躍したテオドゥルにちなんで、ヴァルザー族とスイスのヴァレー州とのつながりを今も示しています。テオドゥルはヴァレー州の、そして聖ニコラウスと共にヴァルザー族の守護聖人でもあります。

Nice stopover on the way to Sünser Spitze

One of the eye-catchers in this area: the mountain range runs almost all around and despite the high location there are midsummer days suitable for swimming

Theoretically, you can see several 4,000-meter peaks from here, but in practice, you feel surrounded by a magnificent mountain world, a mix of rocky giants and green valleys. I really liked the mountain!

And then it lies down there like a forgotten eye of the landscape: Lake Süns. Dark and round, framed by undulating meadows where summer dwells. No noise, no boats, no paths that claim to lead to the shore. The lake simply looks back – as if you yourself were the stranger in a story that has been told here for much longer. Whoever reaches the pass stands on a line between worlds. Behind you is the lake, in front of you the path to the peak – and to the side, the view stretches far down, where the Rhine Valley disappears. On a clear day, some say you can see Lake Constance. I think you see yourself above all – smaller, but also lighter than you thought. It's not the grand gestures that characterize this hike. It's the way the light clings to the slopes, the way the wind accompanies the path, the way the trail doesn't lead you but invites you. And anyone standing up there—between the Ragazer Grat, the Sünser Joch, and the dark blue of the small lake—may notice: The most beautiful places don't scream. They whisper.

Deeply embedded in the hilly, melancholy highlands lies Lake Sünser See, like a mystery no one can explain. No shore beckoning for a swim, no jetty that becomes a postcard – only this dark mirror, round like a point of thought. You look down, and the lake looks back. A silent understanding develops between man and landscape, hard to name, but easy to feel. All around, the green spreads out like a tired cloak, crisscrossed by paths that no one hurries along. Up here, silence becomes space, and space becomes something that seems almost sacred. Those who sit down stay longer than planned. And those who leave take something with them that needs no name.

Most visited ski touring summit in the Damüls area, well worth it. Various descent options with different levels of difficulty and exposure. Long powder fun on the north side.