As soon as the first snow settles on the Plose, Brixen changes its programme – and your base could hardly be better placed: you stay in the old town and, thanks to the ski bus can be up on the mountain in no time. Ski holiday, hiking holiday, culinary holiday? In Brixen, you never have to choose.
Winter in Brixen: Active Holidays Under a Dusting of Icing Sugar
Skiing on the Plose
In winter, Brixen’s local mountain swaps hiking trails for ski runs. Seven lifts and 42.5 kilometres of slopes await between 1,067 and 2,505 metres: from gentle family runs to challenging black runs. The highlight is the Trametsch slope, at nine kilometres and 1,400 metres of vertical descent, the longest run down into the valley in South Tyrol. And because the Plose is one of the sunniest ski areas in the region, with around 71 days of sunshine per season, you will often be skiing in the best possible light. The ski bus takes you there and back.
Tobogganing & Plosebob
Winter’s playful discipline: on the Plose you can toboggan on the RudiRun – choose the family-friendly 4.0, four kilometres to the middle station with 450 metres of vertical descent, or the natural 9.0 run, which takes you nine kilometres and 1,000 metres of descent all the way to the valley. From January to the end of March, Friday-night tobogganing runs until 11 p.m. by headlamp. If you prefer more speed, hop on the Plosebob, a rail-guided ride that hurtles down 147 metres of vertical descent in a series of bends. When was the last time you raced the winter wind with rosy cheeks?
Winter hiking & cross-country skiing
Groomed paths, snow-covered woods, an almost magical silence: directly from the Plose mountain-station area, a prepared winter hiking trail leads to the Rossalm mountain hut – two kilometres, just over 100 metres of ascent, and also suitable as a circular route. If you would rather glide along a cross-country track, some of the finest trails are in Lüsen (Luson) and at Würzjoch (Passo delle Erbe), both just a stone’s throw from Brixen.
Christmas in Brixen
During Advent, the old town smells of pure nostalgia. From the last Friday in November until Epiphany, more than thirty wooden huts gather around the large Christmas tree on Cathedral Square: hand-carved nativity scenes, painted glass baubles and Eisack Valley delicacies await at the stalls. In the Hofburg courtyard, a light and choral show casts its spell; a window of the large Advent calendar opens each day, and horse-drawn carriages trundle through the streets. And your room? It sits quietly in the midst of the pre-Christmas bustle. You could hardly be closer to the magic of Christmas.
