Lost in Zöblen – Team planemos is in for a shock!
Alpenglow, powder snow, and a little Google-gate
It was supposed to be a completely relaxing weekend of skiing and hiking in the beautiful Tannheimer Valley in Tyrol. We planned to breathe in some mountain air, soak up the sun, and enjoy the thrill of the heights. No one could have imagined that our trip would escalate into a full-blown “Google-Gate” with a real survival vibe. Our base camp: the Hotel Alpenrose—a classic mountain retreat with everything a coder’s heart desires. The challenges to choose from: athletic winter hiking or skiing and snowboarding fun with speed drone alerts.
Fair-Weather Coders on a Fresh Air Mission
The Hiking Group
Part of the team laces up their hiking boots: out of the office, into the mountain air. Instead of computer screens, there are panoramic views; instead of status updates, there are conversations in slow-motion mode. The route above Zöblen offers sunshine, challenging climbs, and welcome breaks for photos, running gags, and that feeling of complete freedom.
Ötzi would be proud: programmers who keep it cool last longer.
Was it a massive overestimation, or was the window simply left open for too long? In any case, our programmers are now acting extra cool. What happens in Zöblen stays in Zöblen. Not really.
More Hiking Romance //
More Hiking Romance //
Frozen in Zöblen: The Google Gate
The real plot twist begins in the hotel hallway: the beer and chips are gone, and a few guys head out “just for a bit.” Google Maps suggests a supposedly clever route—away from the main road, down a small dirt path. What looks so harmless on the screen turns out to be one long ice rink at night. Pitch black, with only our cell phone flashlights to guide us. One wrong step could spell the end for us. After 2.5 hours in the Tyrolean deep-freezer, we were thoroughly frozen through, but also incredibly proud to have refilled our mobile storage tank.
”There's a damn streetlight up ahead—
Sagt ein Programmierer auf dem Eisweg, nach 2 Stunden Orientierungslosigkeit
—that's where we're headed now!
The mountain skier is the boss—or was it the other way around?
The Ski Group
At the same time, the ski group hits the slopes, which are almost deserted. It’s the perfect terrain for picking up speed and hugging a tree or two between runs. With perfect weather and a few detours to the nearby après-ski lodge, we let our speed drone loose.
Our high-speed drone Eddie in continuous operation
Speeding along and always keeping the camera steady: Eddie knows no limits, and what he captures is pure speed. Just like with automation, sometimes you have to push things a bit: hip turns are out; real programmers steer with their shoulders.
- Snow: crusty
- Difficulty level: blue
- Distance: 2 km
- Aura: +100
- Per mille: ?
Sorry, Kitzbühel, but the real crashes only happen in Zöblen…
More Poetry on the Slopes //
More Poetry on the Slopes //
A rush of excitement as a reward
The mountain inspires the wildest stories. At team events like these, you learn to work together as a team. Only those who glide across an ice rink together in the dark will be able to take the next twists and turns of a project in stride.












