Cesky Krumlov had been on our wish list for a joint outing for a long time. Something always seemed to get in the way – minor issues, weather, timing. However, this time everything aligned, and we set off early, right after breakfast, to stay ahead of the predicted heat.
Our route does not take us straight north, but along small, winding roads that meander gently through the countryside. The journey is the destination – and it’s really enjoyable. The winding roads continue beyond the border. We make a short stop on a straight stretch of road to stretch our legs and enjoy the cool morning air.
Not long after, we arrive in Cesky Krumlov. The traffic requires concentration, and the GPS is more decorative than helpful in the old town – intuition is called for. But we immediately find a parking space on the Vltava, from where it is only a short walk along the river to the centre.
As luck would have it, a medieval festival is currently being set up. Colourful costumes, scenery and hustle and bustle everywhere – a fitting introduction to the special charm of the city. Soon, the old town lies before us, picturesquely nestled in a bend of the Vltava River.
We stroll leisurely uphill through the narrow streets to the viewing terrace. From here, we have a fantastic view of the castle – a real postcard motif. Afterwards, our search for a shady spot leads us back to the riverbank, where we discover a small fish restaurant. We enjoy a break under large parasols – just the thing in these temperatures.
Well fortified, we continue upstream towards the Moldau reservoirs. And then it happens: we get caught up in a seemingly endless convoy of an Indian chapter, complete with police escort. At a leisurely snail’s pace, we meander through the idyllic landscape – not quite our idea of fun on the open road, but entertaining nonetheless.
A little distracted by the hustle and bustle and the barriers, we almost miss the turn-off – so we just keep going until we find an alternative route to Bad Leonfelden. There, a real highlight awaits us: Kastner’s gingerbread bakery. Not only because of the traditional baked goods – they also have delicious ice cream! And as luck would have it, the petrol station is just around the corner. Perfect timing.
Properly cooled down and with a full tank, we drive the last few kilometres back to Reichenau. After a refreshing shower, we round off the day with a Mühlviertel pizza – crispy, spicy, simply fantastic.