Where did you walk to the snow or the train the most?
In Romania, we had to carry our skis for a very long time.
You didn't have a tent with you?
On the "Balkan Express", Jochen Mesle and I had a very light one with us, but it was just in our backpack for four weeks. You can really do without a tent. Because you can always lie down under a roof. Or under a tree. Or in a snow cave. If need be, just a bivouac sack will do.
When would you take a tent anyway?
Only if I wanted to spend the night at high altitude or on a glacier.
How did you ensure the power supply - for the cell phones for navigation and all your camera equipment?
On the bike trip with a hub dynamo. We were able to charge constantly. When traveling by train, we were of course dependent on every charging opportunity that presented itself. When we went to a café to have a drink or something to eat, the first thing I was interested in was not the menu, but whether there were any power sockets. And how many. Laughing. If there weren't any, we went to the next café. I always try to set up my system so that I can charge everything with just one plug. We even shortened the cables. So one charging system for all batteries with one plug - and not an infinite number of charging stations with cables, because that would be far too heavy and confusing and take up too much space. What I can also definitely recommend: you should always have a very light, easily stowable bag with you so that you can pack your groceries in it.
How heavy was your backpack in the end?
I don't know exactly. I never weighed it. I'd say around ten kilos.
Do you have any special Max Kroneck tips for ski trips?
Always take a sleeping bag. Absolutely! Mine weighs no more than 400 grams. You can lie down anywhere with it and get some sleep. Whether at the train station or in a bivouac hut. You should also always carry your passport on your person. And always keep your cell phone in your pocket. I learned that when the bus in Turkey once left without me.
How did that happen?
The bus stations in Turkey are much bigger than ours. Bigger than Munich airport - at least that's how it seemed to me. The Turkish long-distance buses stop every two or three hours so that everyone can go to the toilet or get something to eat. There is also a kind of steward on each bus who serves tea and then checks that everyone is back on the bus. At one stop, this somehow didn't work properly. I came back from the toilet - and the bus was gone! But they had only gone to another floor of the bus terminal - which I had no way of knowing - and wanted to call me from there. But it didn't work because I had just left my cell phone on the bus. A nice Turk, whose bus had also driven away, saw me looking for my bus. He said "Friends, hum hum hum!" to me and helped me to book another bus. I wasn't 100% sure where our bus had actually gone. He lent me money and sent me a message via his Insta account to the others. Megacool.
You had Esmanur Çalışıcı as a companion there. How did you get to know her?
Esmanur got in touch with us via Instagram. And helped us a lot in Turkey. Without her, we would have been pretty lost in terms of language. You don't necessarily get anywhere there with English. She was also with us on the tour. However, she didn't have her own avalanche transceiver equipment, so we had to be very careful.
How so?
She was splitboarding with us for the very first time. On a board that she got from one of our friends, Fabi Lentsch, years ago. We left Esmanur one of our avalanche transceiver sets as a parting gift - and of course we hope that she will practice with it too.
How did people react to you on the trains and in the stations?
They were often so unfamiliar with what we were doing that we didn't talk about skiing, but about other topics. It was more about our many cameras and what we do with them. Or where we come from. In the ski resorts, of course, it was all about skiing. People were very interested in that.
What did you learn about skiing and ski culture on this trip?
The ski culture was remarkably different everywhere. What was the same everywhere: how grown-up people who are on skis turn back into children. As soon as a person - no matter how old - is on skis, they are back to playing and grinning. That was one of the most interesting observations for me. I feel the same way myself. That's why I call skis my toys.