Finally the huge crowd of sheep drivers, assistants, dogs and animals starts to move. First it seems a bit uncoordinated but the caravan soon forms an invisible funnel, heading towards Similaun glacier. Barking dogs, shouting herdsmen, static waymarks.
We are stumbling across gravel fields while the sheep walk on signposted paths. Huge boulders and rubble fields make our march more difficult and exhausting. The animals swiftly leave the glacier fields behind, past Similaunhütte at the height of the pass. Lined up like pearls on a string on dangerous paths and narrow trails, across steep ravines and precipitous slopes.