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about Bludenz Bludenz is a city in the western part of
Austria -
Vorarlberg., Much photography HERE
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Pludenz
(old designated Name) - Bludenz is the capital
of
the
district
of the same name and is
situated on 570 meters altitude,
terraced above
the valley of the
Ill and the alluvial fan of
the gallows creek ravine.
The city lies at
the junction of the valleys Walgau, Brandner
Tal
(Rätikon), Montafon (Silvretta), Klostertal
(Arlberg)
and (Ill-a little further
down) Walsertal.
48.5 percent of the municipal area
is
wooded.
Neighboring communities of Bludenz
Nüziders, Raggal,
Innerbraz,
Bartholomäberg, St
Anton in
Montafon are,
Lorüns, Stallehr
and Bürs.
Parts of
the
city of Bludenz are: Old
Town, Ausserbraz,
Bing's Cross,
well field (with
the Monastery
of St. Peter),
Gasünd, Mokry,
Obdorf,
Rungelin, Radin
(Runggelin) subfield Sankt
Leonhard, south Tyrolean
town of Bludenz
"mountain" is the Muttersberg
- mother's mountain
with
1402 meters height. The walk
fromBludenz
Laz on the mother mountain
is
about 1 ½ to 2
hours. The mountain can also be reached by the
mother's
mountain cable car and offers
a panoramic view over the
valley town of
Bludenz, in the Rätikon and in the Silvretta.
Finds from the
Bronze Age suggest the earliest
settlement at the foot
of the Montikels. The
village was named
first
in 830. Chur
in Urban kingdom documentary
appeared in the Carolingian
estates directory 842 named
"Pludeno", hence the name
"Pludenz".
On
the castle at Rosenegg Bürs you can sometimes meet an
enchanted
damsel who is waiting for redemption. The people with whom she met, and
pleaded with, in order to accomplish the work of redemption are
promised wealth as a reward for her rescue. A young boy from
Bürs
has been the last one to see her.
One
evening the boy just
before dark went just behind the castle to collect a bundle of wood he
had gathered together and tied to carry it home. Suddenly the damsel
was standing in snow-white robes shining before him, looked at him
kindly and said:
"Little
boy, remove your bundle again, you could do me a great service. For
many years I have lived here, but today you could save me today. You'd
be just the man to do so".
The
little boy replied. "It is already late, the evening bell has rung long
ago, and my mother is waiting at home for the wood for the kitchen So
now I must run home quickly and bring her the timber, but after dinner
I will come, there is moonlight tonight so I can find the way quickly. "
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on the photos below here:
"Go
now," the girl said, "but come back and be determined and do not forget
to take three consecrated branches of Palm !" When the boy finished
supper, he jumped quickly into the upper room, took three consecrated
palm branches and ran back up to the castle. The lady of the castle
already met him, smiled at him gratefully and took him into the palace.
Bravely the boy went along behind the tall figure. Down
over a stone staircase twelve or fifteen steps in a vault. In the dark
corners of the cellar was a large iron chest, there sat motionless on
its cover a large black dog.
"Now
look, dear boy," said the lady, "You must strike the dog with your
three consecrated branches. After the third stroke the dog to jump off
of the box. 'I'll pass you from some of my key chain the key to the
chest and you can unlock the chest. The treasure that is inside belongs
to you, and I am saved."
The
boy listened intently and nodded understandingly. Immediately he took a
rod and gave the dog a shock. As the animal began to growl viciously
that it echoed throughout the vault, rolled his eyes and swell to an
uncanny size. Although anxiety crept upon the boy, he took to the
second rod and struck the dog again. But now it was even worse. The dog
snarled and growled so loud that the poor boy was overcome with chills.
The animal's eyes shone like fire wheels, and his back grew up at the
ceiling of the vault. As it had happened to the bravery of the boy. The
third rod still in hand, he ran crying out of the castle and over hill
and dale to get home. "
Behind
him came the damsel out of the castle, wailing ranking hands and
complained: "Now I must again wait one hundred years and live here,
come to one who saved me."
