Then walk East to the footbridge over the Inn and the motorway and cross it. Double back West, take the second on the left, then right and soon, the hole under the railway appears, which brings one out by the prison. (It is often tricky to get out of towns, hence the detail). The path I intended to take had been closed by the prison authorities, so I walked up the road to Götzens (868m, where brother Geof had skied with the school).I went up a path system which starts left of the prominent church, during which I had some drizzle. This brought me out on the main road up to the Axamer Lizum eventually and I walked up this. It was sunnier in the evening but I still did not see the Kalkkögel at their best. One thousand meters of ascent from the airport in four hours and bloody blisters under the plasters, despite taping them up beforehand. I stayed in the old 1976 Olympic Village hotel (Hotel Olympia) at 1550m, run by the pretty, but formidable Claudia. There was a storm in the evening and the electricity was knocked out, forcing us to talk to each other. No hardship - I talked to a Dutch family.