From Prague we drove to out first stop back into Germany; Vilshofen an Der Donau. This small town marked our first time in Bavaria Germany and is situated just south of the Bavarian Forest and right by the famous Danube river, the second longest river in Europe.

After a nights free camp here we moved on to another free camping spot near the town of Schliersee. The area is used for skiing so at this time of the year (mid October) it was almost empty and we had the ski lifts and views to ourself.

A jesus cross stood atop the mountain, perched as if it belonged, embracing the panoramic view.

A hazy sun glowed over the ranges like mist as the mountain tops stretched further than the eye could see, as perfect as a typical childs drawings of them.

The air was fresh and wild, so peaceful and perfect it made you feel as if you were the only person in the world.

If it was somewhere else entirely the shadows cast over the opposite mountains might seem frightening even threatening but here they made them even more beautiful.

Walking down, the sun cast it’s last burning rays over the peaks in an autumn glow and surrounded the crescent moon with wispy pink clouds.

Further south we camped in Grainau, the most expensive campsite on our trip so far  but nonetheless, gave us the opportunity to visit Zugspitze; the tallest mountain in Germany.

Normally after a bus ride to the ticket office one could take the ski lift all the way to the top but since we were out of season (early October) we had to take the mini train.

The train zigzagged its way through the slopes and carried us underneath mountains, the tunnel darkness spreading over the passengers nervous but excited expressions. Stepping out into the wind after the ride up, the sky wide, endless and bright, I knew we’d arrived somewhere that I would never forget. Sun rays lit the snow spreading over the soft ragged peaks. Endless mountains, fading into the blue above with soft fluffy clouds breaking the mass. Children and adults laughed through the crisp air as they tumbled down the snowy slopes on yellow sledges.

Cable cars flew us over tumbling rocks and steep cliff sides to the highest peak.

I have seen some stunning views but until then I could never say I saw four countries at once all from the ground. Germany, Switzerland, Liechtenstein and Austria stretched before us. I was almost afraid to blink; as if the mountains might melt away in a dream. From here, an eagles outlook, it really puts into perspective how meaningless our boundaries are.

The golden marker proudly rose high over the lakes, mountains and world as if it belonged.

Sometimes people have come here and the view was nothing but a hazy endless grey of clouds and in summer I’m sure it’s packed but if you can avoid both of those factors the experience is worth every second.

Instead of waiting for the village bus we walked back through the green fields hiding under the mighty mountain shadows of the lowering sun with the ring of cow bells echoing back and forth through the valley.

The next day we drove into another new country; Austria. Knowing the campsites would be expensive we found a cheap-for Austria- spot (£10 a night next to the restaurant by the parking area) in Aussernösslach, a small village off the famous Humlerhof Brenner Pass in the mountains once more. A small hike up into the rolling green mountains and we were able to catch an even more amazing view, too stunning to believe it was just on the locals doorstep.

Mid October here was the in between season, between summer and skiing, so naturally the area was quiet. The parking spot was placed by the farm so we fell asleep to cows howling through the night like cranking machines.