Looking up the Reintal valley from the river near Reintalangerhütte.
I reached Reintalangerhütte in the mid-afternoon. I went and sat by the small river, near an island. At first, it was quiet... but after half an hour or so, sheep started arriving on the far bank. Cautiously at first, they started crossing over to the island, edging their way into the water and wading across. And then more and more of them arrived, pushing each other and crowding on the bank. Eventually the entire herd had crossed to the tiny island in the centre of the stream. Realising I was in the way, I moved from my spot, to the obvious relief of the sheep who now started the second leg of the crossing, once again wading (with an occasional splashing leap) through the river on to the bank where I had recently been sitting.