>That jagged tooth-like rock jutting out of the middle of the North Ridge is known locally as Frau Hitt, the subject of an old tale. Frau Hitt was a giantess who, not being the generous sort, gave a beggar-woman only a stone to eat. The beggar turned out to be a witch, and promptly turned Frau Hitt and the horse she rode on into stone, and her farmlands into barren, rocky peaks.
She’s a favorite destination of mountain climbers looking for an afternoon climb.
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