Hohenschwangau

The castle of Hohenschwangau and that of the fairytale Neuschwanstein castle frame the tiny hamlet of Hohenschwangau as it sits in its idyllic position on the edge of the Alpsee (Alp Lake) in Bavaria.

From ancient times castles have stood on the same positions of both Neuschwanstein and Hohenschwangau, which inspired it, but it took the ability to bring dreams to life that left us with the current wonderful heritage left by the Bavarian kings Maximilian II and his son, Ludwig II.

Hohenschwangau –'The High Country of the Swans' - is like a fairytale village itself.

Hohenschwangau from the castle

From whatever perspective you look, it seems as if it is a story-book village come to life.

Hohenschwangau Bavaria

En route, once off the autobahn, the drive through the picturesque countryside of Bavaria is rural.

Bavarian countryside en route to Neuschwanstein

The route takes you through beautiful small towns and villages so pretty that it explains why similar ones appear on chocolate boxes the world-over.

Bavarian valley village

On my first visit we had arrived late. The mountains dimmed the remaining daylight and started setting everything under a soft cover of mist.

Soon it was quite dark.

The castle of Hohenschwangau was illuminated. The eagle with raised wings atop the tower stared down on the town from its night eyrie.

Hohenschwangau castle at night

In the morning, Hohenschwangau Castle seemed a benevolent spectator on the township below.

Most people only know of the hamlet through seeking out the castle of the same name – or more commonly, coming to view the beautiful castle of Neuschwanstein which sits higher up the mountains, and which at first sight appears tiny.

Neuschwanstein was not designed to house the full court, but as a retreat for the King and his guests. Its size reflects this, as it covers just 150 metres (about 164 yards) atop its rocky perch.

While the castle of Neuschwanstein was being built, Hohenschwangau swarmed with artisans, transporters bringing the building materials, and those providing other goods and services for the workers needs.

According to a publication by Rauch in 1991, beyond the numbers of other workers and those provisioning for their needs - in 1880 there were over 200 craftsmen working on the building.

Due to the pressing schedules, work continued at night, illuminated by oil lamps.

Prior to this massive influx of workers, a similar scenario took place during the building of the Hohenschwangau castle by Ludwig’s father, Maximilian II.

Hohenschwangau castle above the town

Of those who come to Hohenschwangau today, most are just making a pause on a short stop, with few actually staying there overnight.

The result is that it is a charming and charmed place that is surprisingly empty after the tourists depart for the day.

As I walked in the evening dusk, the streets were almost deserted -  apart from a jogger, and a lady walking her dog – both being locals who greeting each other cheerfully.

Hohenschwangau empty streets of early morning

In the early morning, the lake waters blush at the intrusion of the new day as it peeps over the mountain tops.

In this delicate light you can stroll about with the locals, savouring this lovely location as your own personal estate.

Alpsee at Hohenschwangau in Bavaria at dawn

Henry David Thoreau said:

A lake is the landscape's most beautiful

and expressive feature.

It is earth's eye;

looking into which the beholder

measures the depth of his own nature.

Standing by the Alpsee on a late September morning alone with my camera, I rested my soul in its serenity.

Alpsee below Neuschwanstein Castle at dawn

The sky had not put on its makeup and was still freshly washed and pale after a light night shower.

Old stables below Hohenschwangau Castle

The hefty rocks on the roof of the onetime stables show that all such storms are not as gentle.

The elaborate hinges made a lovely pattern of repetition, reminding me of the quote of the artist Suzanne Northcott, who specialises in patterns of nature and of life in her photography and art:

A repeated shape is not actually the same –

the more subtle, the more poetic this repeat is,

the more we feel that resonant pulse.

I found the repetition here very pleasing.

Elaborate hinges on stable doors Hohenschwangau Bavaria

In a similar way, I found the small details of Hohenschwangau architecture and decoration to be delightful.

Like these shutter latches.

Face shutter latch Hohenschwangau

They make perfectly simple shutters into something special.

Face shaped shutter latch Hohenschwangau

This window cascaded colour into the wakening morning.

Colour-filled window Hohenschwangau

On the doorstep of the Jaegerhaus (hunting Lodge), a colourful early autumn arrangement had been placed on the porch.

The Jagerhaus is a lovely hotel where most rooms have a view to one or other castle.

Jagerhaus entrance Hohenschwangau

Further along I noticed this little face at the peak of the support for a corner room – grimacing as if the weight was too much.

Head-shaped architectural feature Hohenschwangau

Before noticing him, I had been peering unobstructed through archways to the street above…

Building features and arch Hohenschwangau Bavaria

…and later I discovered that for me, the best part about the street behind was not the very large shop that is located there.

The shop sells ‘Brand’ souvenirs with little relevance to the region but high relevance to coach tourists who seek quality items emblazoned with the designer’s name.

Better, for me, was the view back to Hohenschwangau Castle…

View from Hohenschwangau courtyard towards castle

Later, as the day gave colour to the mountain township, I would admire the wonderful pattern of the typical Bavarian architecture against the darkening blue of the sky.

Stepped Hohenschwangau rooftop with castle behind

But now in the pale morning light, with empty streets you could appreciate the architecture of the long former stable building…

Former stables Hohenschwangau Bavaria

.. and of the Hotel Alpenrose am See

Side of Hotel Alpenrose am See in Hohenschwangau

We would later stop here for a lazy beer, and just to sit and watch the passing parade.

Hotel Alpenrose am See in Hohenschwangau Bavaria

The Bräustüberl pub has poetry of symmetry, and a sturdy and colourful village clock.

Braestueberl-Hohenschwangau-Bavaria

Here, the menu was writ large on a giant backboard, illustrating very reasonable prices for an internationally famous tourist region.

Giant menu blackboard of Bäustüberl Hohenschwangau

I was interested to see a cuckoo clock mounted outside on the gift-shop lodge below the castle.

Black forest cuckoo clock in Hohenschwangau Bavaria

The Black Forest Cuckoo Clock is a famous export from the region of Bavaria. Its origins come from a combination of long winter isolation and the need to generate extra income.

Carving the clocks, making the movements, painting the clock faces – each of these important components of manufacture became specialties in themselves - as this perfectly charming video explains

History of the Cuckoo clock

The clock on the building in Hohenschwangau is a classic Black Forest Cuckoo Clock.

Black forest cuckoo clock in Hohenschwangau Bavaria

By now the tourists had started to arrive as were the first horse-drawn carriages. Traditionally, they stop outside the Hotel Müller - which is currently being totally renovated and will not be re-opening until ready: a refreshing schedule. The Müller family have run the hotel since it wa s aguest hosue dealing with the building of the castles. They will do things right and retain the character of their wonderful hotel so that staying and day guests are each well served.

On my first visit we had reserved a place on the first one of the day to Neuschwanstein Castle.

Preparing carriages to Neuschwanstein Castle Bavaria

We set out up the hill in the still crisp air, past the Jagerhaus ...

Horse-drawn carriage to Neuschwanstein by Jagerhaus

… and watched from the terrace above.

Balcony of Jagerhaus Hohenschwangau

We passed the Hohenschwangau Maypole, which in traditional Bavarian manner had shields of the various businesses and crafts of the town.

Maypole of Hohenschwangau Bavaria

Colourful flowerpots decorated terraces on the lower part of the road.

Flowerpots Hohenschwangau Bavaria

Later, alighting from the carriage back from Hohenschwangau Castle, we headed for the lake for some refreshment.

Horse-drawn-carriage in parklands of Hohenschwangau

After the two castle tours – first of Neuschwanstein and later of Hohenschwangau – we sat on the terrace of the Alpen Rose restaurant.

I thought it ironic that the beer served to refresh us as there should be that of the Brewery of the House of Wittelsbach, and that the Ludwig referred to, was not the Ludwig whose inspired dream left us with the magical Neuschwanstein, but his cousin, Luitpold.

Luitpold, who became Ludwig III, was placed on the throne after the pronouncement that Ludwig II was incurably insane – as assessed by written evidence without any examination of the person himself.

Ludwig II’s brother, the next in line for the throne, was incarcerated for he, it appears, genuinely was insane. His bother’s diaries attest to the increasing level of his concern on the matter.

Luitpold, according to court published papers, was an accomplice to the whole King Ludwig deposition - but this has never been confirmed. The documentation has been sealed in a Munich vault.

However, the Wittelsbach family has had a brewing establishment from as early as 1260. The beer brewed today has outlasted the trappings of kingship, and used the brand to effect.

At any rate, it was a welcome way to quench thirst on a still afternoon where everything seemed to have slowed to savour the last moments of late summer.

King Ludwig’s Light beer

We had ordered a cheese platter, as we had our gala four-course dinner ahead of us at the Hotel Müller.

Cheese platter Alpenrose am See Hohenschwangau

However, my eyes had lingered on the cake section of the menu.

A couple were sitting close by, enjoying the views of the lake, and when their cakes arrived I was curious to see what I had missed and asked if I could take a photo.

It looked as good as the menu had indicated.

Alpensee terrace restaurant Hohenschwangau

On a tour of the Alps, they had driven over the mountains from Innsbruck but didn’t have the time to see either castle.

I am sure it is an omission they would regret despite the beauty of the scenery of the town itself, but they assured me they would not regret the cake!

Afternoon coffee Restaurant Alpenrose am See Hohenschwangau

I am equally sure they didn’t regret the time just watching the canoes, the hikers…

Hiker and canoe Alpensee Hohenschwangau Bavaria

… and of course, true to the name of the town meaning "the high country of the swans" – also watching the swans and cygnets.

Swan and cygnet on Alpsee-Hohenschwangau-Bavaria

The swan family had come in a small flotilla at the sight of a willing person to feed them.

Swans and cygnets on Alpensee-Hohenschwangau Bavaria

The words of the Pink Floyd song hummed unsought in my head:

Now wakes the hour.

Now sleeps the swan.

Behold the dream.

The dream is gone.

The late summer visit to Hohenschwangau, to its castle and that of Neuschwanstein, drew to a close as the pink mantle of night drew around the mountains, falling softly on the town.

Twilight at Hohenschwanstein Bavaria

As it did, I felt sure that another season would bring me back.

(Bring it back it did, and continues to do. It is one of the few places to which I am continually drawn to return.)

My soul had been touched by the visit.

Somehow the hospitality, the incredible beauty, and the serenity endure, despite being visited by more than 1.3 million people a year (that’s like having the whole population of Milan, greater Oslo, or Dallas on your doorstep).

Perhaps the long evenings - when the population is limited to those within the few hotels and to the locals - refresh the town of Hohenschwangau. 

This is when, after the last tourist of the day leaves, a stillness descends under the soft colours of twilight.

Twilight clouds Hohenschwangau Bavaria

Hoheschwangau, its castle, and the lovely lake called the Alpsee are special in their own right, but it is especially the castle of Neuschwanstein that touches something in our soul.

The wonder at the magic woven in this lovely place may have something to do with what Ralph Waldo Emerson recognised when he wrote:

In every work of a genius

we recognize our own rejected thoughts;

they come back to us with a certain alienated majesty

We all have our own fairytales within us.

Oh, but that we would let them be written.


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