A hike from Tyssa to the Oberwald
Right next to the hotel “Böhmische Schweiz” and the meadow land on which the Tyssaer “Anna-Fest” the festive meadow with the chain flyers and children carousels, swings and shooting galleries was designed, a hiking trail leads down to the district Mühlen . We pass the creek where, as children, we let the boats carved from thick pine bark swim and direct them with wooden sticks, which we asked from the Vinzton carpenter, to the mill pond. Past the brook, where the women also washed their clothes before putting them on the pale meadow. At that time, we did not think much about where the brook springs from. However, it is interesting to read now in old documents that this “Tysbach” in the Tyssaer walls springs and makes its way to the mill pond via ” Tysloch ” to Königswald and then flows into the Eulaubach. Arrived at the mill pond, it goes up comfortably to the district Baumstück , past the company Weidmüller and the Försterteich until we reach the district Hof . That this field name comes from there since 1554 existing former Meierhof, just like the name of the district ” fallow“Or that the brick pond is fed by the” Hofebach “, was known to only a few of us at that time young people. Now it is not far and we can already see in the distance as the first sign of the steel diving tower, our little “Eiffel Tower”, from the brick pond. With a small breather we treat ourselves to a look back on the hitherto made hiking trail and are impressed by the uniquely beautiful rock panorama, which gives us the Tyssaer walls as a backdrop over the entire district Steinwand Offer. Continue to the idyllically situated Waldsee, which offers sporting incentives or relaxing hours for all ages. In rowing or paddle boats, on the pedal boat or even in a sailboat you could explore the waters. While the little ones can enjoy themselves in the shallow waters and let off steam on the water swing, lured for the taller and more courageous the water tower leading from the diving tower or the “free fall” of several diving boards or attached Turnringen. When we walked together from the school to the brick pond to spend the gymnastics lessons differently, we were thrilled every time. For the gastronomic support of the starving water rats, the innkeeper Anton Habel provided the restaurant there. The open space in this restaurant, equipped with seat and table furniture in the form of red and white dabbed fly agaric, I still have a pleasant memory. In the immediate vicinity of the brick pond we always admired the small weekend settlement “Wolfsgangs – Ruh”, in which a miniature edition, from a church over other residential buildings, a whole village of wooden houses was built and invited to overnight stays. Sports and playgrounds with children’s entertainment were also missing.
On a hiking trail, which is lined with countless rowan trees (tibs, the Tyssaer says), we head to the Oberwald . This large forest property, which extends on its eastern side to the slopes of Königswald , in the south in the vicinity of Nollendorf and in the west to the circular border near Jungferndorf , consisted of a healthy mixed forest, in which hare, fox and roe deer felt good. Owners of this forest property and the local manor were Prokop hunters and sons, who were also known by the metal-tool factories in Tyssa . The good “soul of the district”, which cherished and nurtured everything, was the forestry hunter Mr. Fuchsa from KönigswaldI often met in person, when my father, who was a passionate Weidmann, took me on a stalk. Even as a little boy, I was looking forward to such a trip into nature. In the beginning, if this path was too far for me, I was allowed to look at the world from above on my father’s shoulders as a “shoulder-rider” or put it in my backpack up to my shoulders and rest a bit. A decade later, with the Wehrmacht, I remembered the humoristic statement, which on long marches meant that the first platoon of the company in which the greatest marched were to open the pouches so that the third company, the smallest, could board , Sometimes the smallest were the toughest! When I get to the Oberwald I always remember the log cabin, which was romantically situated under trees, in which we sometimes stayed overnight, so that we could watch the game in time for the awakening of nature on the high ground. If a hearty meal was prepared by us in the log cabin on the stove, it tasted better than the finest at home. Fresh air and “pure romance” makes the best appetite. In the mellow swaying mountain stream next to it, my father had built a water wheel for me, which always caught my attention and even inspired me later to make such models for my children and grandchildren. The same was true for the self-made whistles (lillippenes) from the juicy branches of “Abschbeerbam”. I did not always care when we came in our stalks in midsummer in areas where also Kreuzottern in the sun stayed. This was especially true on stone ridges. High sturdy shoes to wear was therefore announced. When my father, equipped with a long wooden fork skillfully “nailed” an adder and cut off his head with his hunting knife, I became “completely different”. The headless serpent would have moved until sunset, but I wanted to get away as fast as possible.
Unforgettable for me is also the finding of the remains of an old equestrian pistol under the roots of a large deciduous tree, which came after thorough examination even from the time of the wars of liberation against Napoleon. In 1813 powerful battles of the victorious Austrian allies against France raged here in the vicinity of Kulm . The gun got a worthy place in a showcase in our school.
It was in December 1944, when I was with my father the last time before my call as a 16-year-old to the RAD and the Wehrmacht on the Oberwald to take leave at the same time, from a dear piece of earth. At that time we did not suspect that it would be a farewell to the old home forever. However, it always remains in the memory.
If you follow the same route decades after our expulsion, you will miss the hotel “Bohemian Switzerland” at first, as it was partially burnt down in the 1970s and lacked the means to rebuild it. The leftovers were used to create a parking space next to the “Richter Förster” and opposite the “drugstore Blechinger”. The “Lichthäusel” located below the hotel (transformer station) and the ice storage for the Hiekenfleischer and hotel are also gone. The creek, which flows through the whole village, was laid underground underground to the mill pond in tubes. The mill pond is transformed for the present inhabitants of Tyssa as a bathing pond, as the brick pond was abolished as an outdoor pool and reminds except the barrier wall and a small water surface nothing more to our beautiful forest pool.