Germany: Surreal Night at the Rattlesnake Saloon in Munich

Ready to enter the Rattlesnake Saloon
Ready to enter the Rattlesnake Saloon

As a lover of country music, the Rattlesnake Saloon had been a chance discovery when I was searching the internet to see if there were any country music venues in Munich. It appeared that there was a limited audience in Bavaria for country music and the only place where they had live country music bands was the Rattlesnake Saloon.

One of the strangest things about the Rattlesnake Saloon, other than it was a pub in Germany where they had country music bands, was its location. We had the address and as the saloon wasn’t in the city centre, we decided to drive past in the afternoon to see exactly where it was. It was a residential area and as we were driving down this street full of houses, my thoughts were we were either in the wrong place or the Rattlesnake Saloon had closed down. Neither of these assumptions turned out to be correct. There, in the midst of ordinary houses, was the Rattlesnake Saloon. It wasn’t open at that time of the day, but it didn’t look boarded up. Even so, I wasn’t convinced that it would be open later, despite the fact the website was still live and advertising the Andy Starek Band, a Bavarian country rock band would be playing on Wednesday night.

The Rattlesnake Saloon seems a bit out of place on an ordinary residential street
The Rattlesnake Saloon seems a bit out of place on an ordinary residential street

In the evening we drove to the Rattlesnake Saloon. The Andy Starek Band were on the bill. They were quite something. It was a 4 piece band and Andy was the singer/songwriter who also played the guitar. There was a bassist and drummer and then a keyboard player who looked about 25 years older than everyone else in the band. There was a table of people already there when we arrived and they were either wives of the band members or other musicians that sometimes played with Andy. A bloke turned up on his own and then there was a group of another three blokes and that was it, that was the audience!

Andy asked where everyone was from and when he found out we were English, he said he usually did all his own songs which were in Bavarian dialect, but since we’d come to see him, he would do some cover songs in English. He did his best to translate what the songs were about for us, although sometimes the translation lasted longer than the song did! The first song was called something like “Just go away”. A helpful member of the audience provided a less polite English translation. Then Sylvia who sometimes sings with him got up and we had a bit of Hank. Jambalaya. Sylvia had a really good voice, but she did have this weird thing going on with a pair of braces that were attached to her jeans, but rather than having the braces over her shoulders they were dangling round by her knees. I actually found that really annoying. But I’m not well up on fashion, is this a popular style these days?

Stage all ready for a Bavarian country rock band
Stage all ready for a Bavarian country rock band

Andy did some more of his songs in Bavarian including one about a stalker and a love song for his wife. He decided to translate the second verse into English for us which took longer than singing the entire song! A guitarist called Robert played with him, he was excellent. And then another bloke at the table who had been learning the guitar did a song about trying to achieve a perfect body. I picked some of it up, but my German isn’t good enough to understand it all which was unfortunate, because it was obviously hilarious, the blokes at the next table were in hysterics.

In the second half of the set we then got an accordionist jamming with the band. Robert the guitarist broke into the opening lines of “Please Release Me” and then, as Robert is great at playing AC/DC songs we got “Highway to Hell”, with the accordionist taking part in that number. That was fantastic. And we got a song about the love of Nutella Bread, which is possibly the weirdest subject for a country music song I’ve ever heard! Nothing tastes as good as Nutella Bread. If you say so Andy!

The Rattlesnake Saloon served the strongest cocktails I've ever tasted in my life!
The Rattlesnake Saloon served the strongest cocktails I’ve ever tasted in my life!

At the end of the set, Andy said it was his birthday next day and he was having champagne at midnight to celebrate and invited the 5 members of the audience to join him in a glass. After we’d all sung Happy Birthday accompanied by the accordion, the accordionist then sang “Living Next Door to Alice” in German, with us all joining in for the obligatory line put into the song by Chubby Brown when the song was a hit for the second time. We sang that line in English! I was a little surprised that “Living Next Door to Alice” was a song that was particularly well known in Germany and especially by a Bavarian accordionist! I actually don’t think surreal begins to describe our night at the Rattlesnake Saloon!

As for the alcohol, well those cocktails were not for the faint hearted. Alan generously offered to drive so we didn’t have to get a taxi, so he drove and I drank. I started with a Lynchburg Lemonade which was Jack Daniels, triple sec, lime and lemon juice. Then I had a Caiparinha, except I was told it was a strong one, not all lime juice. It certainly was strong, you could taste overpowering alcohol on the first sip. I ordered a Mai Tai after that, it was huge and loaded with alcohol. I thought I’d easily manage 3 cocktails, and usually I can, but that’s at an ordinary establishment where there is more fruit juice than alcohol, not at the Rattlesnake Saloon. They were very generous with alcohol and liked to give you your money’s worth. The staff said they hoped we would come back. I would definitely make a point of going there if I came back to Munich.

The recipe (in German) for an extremely alcoholic Lynchburg Lemonade
The recipe (in German) for an extremely alcoholic Lynchburg Lemonade

So with the cocktails and the champagne, I was extremely drunk when I got back to the hotel. The drinks, the music, the venue and the company all made for an amazing and memorable evening. There’s no doubt that our night at the Rattlesnake Saloon will go down in history!

I travelled in Bavaria during the second week of May in 2015.

The Rattlesnake Saloon hosts live music events with a focus on country music and is located in a suburb of Munich

I stayed at Hotel Kriemhild close to the Hirschgarten in Munich

I flew to Munich direct from Birmingham Airport with Lufthansa

Read about my other adventures on my trip to Bavaria and Austria.
Paragliding in the Bavarian Alps
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Germany: Paragliding in the Bavarian Alps

And we have lift off!
And we have lift off!

My paragliding day in Bavaria was almost perfect, probably the best day of my holiday. My paragliding adventure took place in the morning.

My excitement at getting ready to fly in the Bavarian Alps!
My excitement at getting ready to fly in the Bavarian Alps!

I was flying from Wallberg at Rottach Egern at around 10am. I did get slightly lost trying to find the paragliding site, I put the name of the mountain in the sat nav and ended up at a ski school! I rang the paragliding pilot, he gave directions to the landing field and from there we were going to the cable car at Wallberg which had amazing views of the Bavarian and Austrian Alps.

All kitted up and ready to run off the top of a mountain!
All kitted up and ready to run off the top of a mountain!

There were 2 bags of equipment for the tandem paraglide, that looked like a lot of stuff! I was telling Hagen, my pilot, about tandem hang-gliding in New Zealand and the Canyon Swing in Queenstown and doing a static line parachute jump in England as a student. He said I was obviously an adventurer.

Parachute laid out and getting hooked up to my instructor
Parachute laid out and getting hooked up to my pilot

The Wallberg cable car up the mountain is one of those small ones that takes about 4 people, one that you sit down in and much better than the bigger ones where you all stand up and cram inside.  I actually didn’t think we would get in there with the equipment as well, but we managed. It took about half an hour to get to the top of the mountain and I loved the cable car journey up there.  We walked to the second take off site which was higher up because of the winds and the view up there was amazing.  There were great views of the Zugspitze, the highest mountain in Germany and from this mountain we could see into the Austrian Alps and see the highest mountain in Austria too, the Grossglockner.  We had climbed very high up on the cable car, the fact that it took half an hour to get up there meant we were high up.  Hagen asked me if I was nervous. I admitted I was slightly nervous. Hagen said he wasn’t nervous. Since he was the instructor, I took this as a good sign! But I soon forgot my nerves as I got kitted out in my flying suit.

Up, up and away!
Up, up and away!

As for the paperwork, there wasn’t any!  It’s the first time I’ve ever done an activity like this and not had to sign my life away.  Hagen said a lot of people went paragliding in Turkey without thinking about safety and the fact that a lot of Turkish paragliding instructors don’t have good safety measures in place.  He said that wasn’t the case with him, all of the instructors in Germany had to have liability insurance.  I told Hagen I backed out of a tandem hang-glide in Brazil when the pilot forged a passport number for me because I didn’t know it and my passport was in the hotel safe, insisted on me paying cash, was vague about how much he wanted me to pay and when I said I didn’t have much cash on me, I was expecting to pay by credit card, he said he would take me to a cash machine after my flight.  At that point I changed my mind.  Too many warning bells!  It wasn’t as if I hadn’t done a tandem hang-glide before, I’d done it with John the World Champion in New Zealand and with John I’d even done some aerobatics on the way down, we were doing barrel rolls, which I didn’t even realise you could do with a hang-glider, so I didn’t feel it necessary to risk life and limb with some Brazilian scoundrel who could drive me into a favela and leave me for dead!

This is what it feels like to fly!
This is what it feels like to fly!

Now I was a bit surprised that Hagen, my paragliding pilot in Germany, was an older bloke, but I was reassured that with age, no doubt, comes experience and he would be a good person to fly with.  And he was, he really looked after me and made me feel relaxed.  Once I was kitted out, he explained to me how we were going to take-off, he said it wasn’t quite the same as hang-gliding. He said with hang-gliding you have to run as fast as you can and not stop, just keep running off the edge of the mountain.  But as a paraglider has a chute and isn’t on a fixed frame like a hang-glider, first we had to take 3 big steps to get the chute in the air. He explained as the chute billowed up it would try to pull me back so I had to keep leaning forward, it was important that I didn’t fall over and then run and just keep running, even if I thought we had taken off.  I’m more than capable of running as fast as I can off the edge of a mountain so that part wasn’t a problem.  Hagen got me to take steps forward and then he pulled me back to simulate the sensation of the chute to prepare me.  He set up the paraglider and called me down the hill, much further down than I expected to take off.

A bird's eye view of the mountain surroundings
A bird’s eye view of the mountain surroundings

In fact, probably the most nerve racking moment for me was making my way down the fairly steep slope to where Hagen was.  He hooked me up and then the wind dropped completely so we had to wait a minute for the wind to build up a bit.

An upward view of the parachute and my dangling legs!
An upward view of the parachute and my dangling legs!

When it did build up again, he said take 3 big steps, I managed to stay upright although it was difficult and then he shouted run, run, run!  And I kept running as fast as I could and although I was never built for speed, the speed I managed was good enough. And that was it, we were up and away, he said “good girl”, the people watching said “wow”! And that was it, we were flying.

Steering to catch the thermals!
Steering to catch the thermals!

It was much better than the appalling attempts at take-off I’d seen at Tegelberg the day before, it took some of them 3 attempts to get in the air! I was told that the wind conditions there were usually quite challenging and it was a difficult location to take off from. Hagen had a camera on a stick to take photos and a video.  He took photos first and then video of the second half of the flight.

View from above the paraglider
View from above the paraglider

We were bumping around a bit in the air after take-off because even though it was a glorious, warm, clear, sunny day, we were in a westerly wind, Hagen said that made it bumpy, but we weren’t in any danger.  But I wasn’t worried.  I trusted he knew was he was doing and a few bumps didn’t bother me.  We managed to catch some thermals and climbed higher than we’d been when we took off.  It is the best way of seeing the mountains and the view of the lake below was amazing. He kept asking me if I was okay, I was fine, I was enjoying it.  We were flying round for about half an hour before we started our descent. Hagen let me do some steering, when we were comfortably flying around in the thermals he handed me the strings to control our flight, so I had a go at soaring around to get my own views of the Bavarian Alps. However, after about half an hour the wind was starting to get stronger and it was beginning to get a bit more dangerous to be paragliding up there.

Creative camera angles give a view of paragliding from my perspective
Creative camera angles give a view of paragliding from my perspective

Finally, before we came in to land, not be outdone by World Champion hang-glider, John who had done the aerobatics for me on the way down, Hagen wanted to give me a thrilling descent with a paraglider. You can’t turn the paraglider upside down like the hang-glider. So instead we did some extreme corkscrew turns, which basically meant we were spinning round really fast as we descended.  It took my breath away it was so fast, it was like being on a rollercoaster.  It was fantastic, I loved it.

Quite happy to wave at the camera while floating in the sky above the Bavarian Alps
Quite happy to wave at the camera while floating in the sky above the Bavarian Alps

When we landed Hagen told me I was a crazy girl and it had been great flying with me.  He said two thirds of his passengers would have been terrified in the bumpy conditions and they certainly wouldn’t have gone for the extreme corkscrew spinning on descent. But I wasn’t going to say no to any offers of extra thrills that could be thrown in on a flying adventure like this, that’s just not the kind of girl I am!

I travelled in Bavaria during the second week of May in 2015.

I went paragliding with the brilliant Paraworth Tandem Paragliding off Wallberg in the Bavarian Alps near Rottach Egern

I stayed at Hotel Kriemhild close to the Hirschgarten in Munich about an hour’s drive from Wallberg

I flew to Munich direct from Birmingham Airport with Lufthansa

Read about my other adventures on my trip to Bavaria and Austria.
Surreal Night at the Rattlesnake Saloon
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