Berghof - Schleching

The Gasthof Streichen is a great excursion restaurant and only recommended! We had the hike to Lake Tauben behind us and great hunger. At the friendly service we ordered from the extensive map two carvings with potatoes and vegetables at first glance an unusual combination. The food was really excellent and the price top! We like to come back at any time, recommend this host and try through the map!

Yesterday we came back after a week holiday at Berggasthof Streichen. Never much of me the farewell so hard. The view from the Berggasthof is breathtaking. The rooms are simply original. Double room with running cold and warm water. Right next to the shower and two toilets. You will be good and the food is so delicious that you miss the words. A rich breakfast awaits you every morning, leaving nothing to be desired. As a holidaymaker you can drive to the Berggasthof by car and the view is unique day and night. This mountain house is my first address from today when I make vacation there.

General The Berggasthof is located directly on the strings chapel, which is 8th. Century. Its location is unique. You have a beautiful view of the ramp wall and the rock. From the chapel 5 minutes walk to the Wilder Kaiser. The inn has existed for centuries. It is designed as you expect from a mountain guest house. Feel and original. By car you can drive so far that you are on site in 5 minutes. Operation When larger groups of visitors come, the kitchen and operation quickly reach the limits. However, this does not interfere with the great environment. You look. However, one is very concerned about the welfare of the guests. Food The carvings are excellent. The kitchen is remarkably good for a mountain inn. The Ambience Unique! The outsides are spectacular. Inside it is beautiful. 2 rooms are for each max. 25 persons suitable. Cleanliness There is nothing to complain about.

The location above the valley and the view from Berggasthof Streichen would be worth a visit. But also the inn is a Bavarian Idyll. A beautiful rustic courtyard, with painting on the house wall and beautifully carved wood, also the interior decor beautiful and rustic (e.g. the tile stove with pictures of the surroundings). In front of the house there is a beautiful host garden with chestnuts and camp wall views. Both the afternoon lunchtime and lunch were able to convince us. The dumplings handmade and tender, the Hirschmedaillons a poem! Sometimes the offer for vegetarians is not necessarily extensive. The arrival here should, of course, be combined with a visit to the very interesting pilgrimage church next door and possibly with a hike to Lake Taubensee or to the Klobenstein.

On the weekend, the hikers, who expressed their head with more or less tired feet, almost again the hair of Franz. They just have a walk of fifteen minutes behind them, because their polished status symbol parks in the middle of the forest in front of the sign on the forest road fork. If that were not the case, the megaromantic string church would be baptized every Sunday in the petrol dunst, which is expressed. Before I go to the cross, I pack myself on my own nose, because in forty years I didn't manage to climb up the bored path from the clobstone. For this, I am more often heroic here and beg the surviving Christopherus, so that he puts a good word for me in the little boy on his shoulder. He was often not easy, my zigzag course through the many years and without my director about the cumulus clouds I would look quite old. Inside. Probably the little one had invented it that Cardinal Wetter personally celebrated my last official worship at the BR here. It rained in streams. I understood Him. Today, a snuckly cuddly November sun seems because Martin shares his coat with a beggar. From the fireplace of the former Mesnerhaus, innocent white smoke crawls, it smells like pork roasts and wild goulash. The sun rays create it just over the ruin heads up to the Chiemseealm, which the Franz has built, by way of example and in the ground, only from wood. Not with thin construction boards. Strong and cowardly she stands there, looking down to the valley and over to the rock and the rocky wall. My non-inferior wooden bump of modern times! That was for my regular customers now. Marry up in the church rl, look out at the Kaisergebrige Busseln and then in the Straw Meierhütten tafeln miraculous! Way of sentimentality, we count in the reality of the mixed salad its ingredients: potato, carrots, herb (preparatively caraway), radish, cucumbers and some leaves. There I know, God knows, many, many poor opposites in the flat country. However, I would have liked some sweetness at the salad sauce on steep mountain hills. The two slices of pork, blue herb (9,50 EUR) are murky and nowhere fat, forcibly a little dry. The Semmelknödel is well seasoned. Everything superbly prepared by the kloana Buam something depressed! He's not here anymore! The romantic wooden bump, which has always encouraged me the tired hiker's back, when the sun had long turned off the golden edge at the latitude and rock. In his place, a log cabin, the string alm, with an original covered roof and a veranda and beer benches were ravaged. The view from here to the long dark valley and the crisp back of the ramp wall has remained, but on wooden strings it leans more romantic than on a wooden wall, even if it has been so picturesquely decorated. The mostly North and East German words were drawn down to the valley after they had been well-lubbed and successfully lost the home march with spiritual waters. Her cherries on the forest road became quieter (still the family carriage has to remain on the hiking parking lot) so that the velvety evening cool could return uninterrupted the red from the liter bottle, as at the wedding to Kanaa, also miraculously, to the vicinity of a Mouton Rothschild. Otherwise, nothing has changed in the Strohmeyersleinod below the high-time chapel of St. Servatius. Franz Strohmeyer the younger took over the operation in the eighties, in which Andreas, the son of Hans Strohmeyer, in the kitchen already grows the succession generation. With the pot back alone it is not done on strike. You need a very healthy modesty and a lot of joy at home to be happy here, the host told me. ? On Monday, on the really deserved rest day, when on weekends with magnificent hiking weather tens of thousands of liverspetles (2.60 EUR) and a thousand wild boar roasts with semmelknödel, blue herb, cranberries, acc. Salad plate (13.60 EUR) if it had been sent out of the kitchen, a thirsty hiker still gets a drink when he is already there. The French thinks convincing. And he's mostly there. For as a real church economist, he has, of course, the key power over the shindly-covered church rl, in which a cleverly overpowered Christopherus carries the little Jesus through the tearing Tyrolean Ache drunten in the duck hole klamm. In the predella of the right side altar one can wonder about a very rare representation of the Son of Man, because he plays alongside his mother Maria in a stable. Like all children! And it certainly needed many Christopherusse,