We arrived at Schwansee - or Swan Lake - after a 45km+ cycle from Oberammergau and while rain was threatening it was somewhere we didn't want to miss. It seems though that I didn't take quite as many photos as I thought, and I think that's probably a good thing, I think you'll agree as you read on.
It's a quiet and very green area in sight of the Hohenschwangau and Neuschwanstein castles which we visited on our first day. Now that seemed so long ago now. It was definitely a few hundred km ago. It was a lovely green and verdant place and in all honesty I just wanted to find a bench and sit down.
It's quite a large lake - at 650 metres by 270 metres, and as I just wanted to find a bench we didn't walk around it. We weren't sure if we could cycle around it, it looked too peaceful and serene so we erred on the side of caution and looked for that bench instead.
Well. We found a row of three benches. There was an older German man sitting on the middle one, so we took the one to his right, and sat back to enjoy the view and revel at the joy of sitting on a bench, rather than a saddle. Like you do if you've cycled a fair way. We weren't quite ready for what happened next.
The German man was joined by two German ladies, who'd been for a swim in the lake. Seems fair enough and you know what you want to do once you've got out of the lake - yeap, get changed - well they did too. There was quite a bit of talking through the side of my mouth to MOH with things like "don't look now, I think she's going to take her swimming costume off" and " yeap, definitely don't look. She has" and "Oops. And so has the other lady"
It's times like this that having great peripheral vision isn't such a good thing. But thankfully they were dressed now and the English could relax.
Or could we?
No it seems not. It was now the German man's time for a swim, so he stripped down to his swimmers and headed for the lake and got in. No problems there. Although there was more to come. Despite getting into the lake in his swimmers (or his pants, I wasn't looking that closely) he then decided that wasn't such a great idea. So he got out again and returned his clothing to his lady friends.
And cue a sharp exit from me and MOH!
So our visit to Schwansee was quite eventful and we saw much, much more than we ever expected to! Quite a memorable visit, I'm sure you'll agree!!