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After an hour of walking Bucky was gasping for air. His backpack was sticking to his soaked through shirt. He was bent over his knees and pulling on Steve’s shirt to get him to stop.
“Would you slow down for a minute? I’m dying over here.” Steve seemed genuinely surprised by Bucky being out of breath.
“You’re a super soldier.”
“Yes, one that’s constantly carrying around 150 pounds of extra weight.” Steve grimaced sympathetically, he was at least partially at fault for that.
“I’ll stuff your backpack with weight plates next time, and we’ll see how fast you’re up the mountain.”
“Let’s take a break, ok? There’s supposed to be a bench up ahead.”
“There’d better be”, Bucky grumbled, but he straightened up again, hand going to his belly to steady himself.
Of course, the bench was at the top of the next hill, but thankfully when they made it up it was empty. Bucky let his backpack fall to the ground and sat down with a sigh. He enjoyed the moment of just sitting and looking over the scenery. He could see the Königssee, from where they had started their hike, nestled between the mountains.
Steve got his water bottle out and offered Bucky some, but he opened his own backpack.
“You can’t be serious!” Steve stared open-mouthed. “We had breakfast before coming up. When did you even pack all that?”
Bucky was arranging two ‘Leberkässemmeln’ and one of the ‘siasse Stiggal’ the woman at their accommodation likes to bake for her guests.
“I wanted to be prepared in case I got hungry.”
“You ate two hours ago and there’ll be food at the lodge we’re hiking to.” Steve couldn’t help but be in awe at Bucky’s appetite. Steve’s “You’re such a glutton.” comes out a lot more breathless than he meant to.
“You love it.” Bucky said with a smirk and took a huge bite out of the first semmel.
If Bucky was honest with himself, he was still pretty full from breakfast, but full wasn’t stuffed and he wanted to break the 400-pound mark before their vacation was over. Even though Steve’s ridiculously active itinerary made that a lot more difficult than anticipated.
Bucky managed the rest of the ascent without too much difficulty when Steve finally slowed down a bit and they took a break every half an hour. When they arrived at the Carl-von-Stahl-Haus after another two hours of hiking Bucky felt properly hungry again. However, he wasn’t about to fill up on a main course because there was a very special Austrian dessert on offer here that Bucky just had to try.
He indulged in three different variants of the famous Kaiserschmarrn. The dessert was made of fluffy dough, like thick pancakes ripped into bite-sized pieces. The pieces are then backed in butter adding even more calories to the already decadent treat. There were also peaks of whipped cream on the plate as well as generous portions of fruit compote, jam and blueberry sauce.