Sillian, East Tirol
Yesterday was the second day after the last three weeks, during which the Sun shone from the bluest of blue skies.
The decision to drive 200 km to the East Tirolean town of 'Sillian” was an easy one to make.
I should have stayed home: Then I would not have run into a Radar trap which allegedly clocked me doing 130 km/h on a 100 Zone. In addition to this the cop gave me a hard time, since, due to the total, Pandemic caused lock-down, he said, I should not have been on the road at all.
Oh, well, that's the way it goes and that's the way the cookie crumbles.
What bothered me more than anything was the cop's aggressive and unfriendly behavior, which gives the whole force a bad name.
Yes, I know, I should not have exceeded the posted speed limit, and the cop just did his job!
Nevertheless, here are some pictures of this Valley.
As you drive along, there is a hill range, swiftly changing into a mountain range on the right. Then two lanes of highway, ( one lane each way)
A narrow riverbed snakes along, beside the road. Then there is a Railroad track and then a narrow strip of land, all of it squeezed between the hill on your right and a steep wall of a mountain on your left.
Just when you think that all of this is a bit oppressive, the Valley opens up into still green meadow land, Pitch black and white (or nearly white) sheep graze in absolute peace.
A small herd of cows, contentedly ruminating, rest in the sparse shade of some now almost leafless trees.
And then, into this scene of tranquility and quiet contemplation comes the howling of a cop-car and the expectation of a speeding ticket in the mail.
“Kinda wrecks your mood”.........
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