There was once a young, energetic woman by the name of Berta, who came from the wild and beautiful Sarntal Valley. As there was little work to be had in her home valley, Berta upped sticks and left her husband and child behind for some months for a job on the distant green Seiser Alm. She worked hard at the Ikarus hut. And there Berta fell in love again, this time with a place. A place in the mountains that nonetheless offered wide horizons: grasslands, meadows, pastures. Yes, it was here, on the Seiser Alm, that Berta lost her heart.


And so the story continued:
There was once a young, energetic woman by the name of Berta, who came from the wild and beautiful Sarntal Valley. As there was little work to be had in her home valley, Berta upped sticks and left her husband and child behind for some months for a job on the distant green Seiser Alm. She worked hard at the Ikarus hut. And there Berta fell in love again, this time with a place. A place in the mountains that nonetheless offered wide horizons: grasslands, meadows, pastures. Yes, it was here, on the Seiser Alm, that Berta lost her heart.


And so the story continued: