*** (22/10/2017 03:33)
loiarro hubert1/5
il y a 2 mois sur Google
La journée aurait été parfaite si on était pas rentré dans cette auberge. Accueil de départ ok!! Mais le reste .....
13€90 pour
- un petit bouillon (moitié d'un bol)de légumes qui se battent en duel.
- une omelette à partager à trois ( je vous épargne la photo du petit bout d'omelette) et même la tarte aux myrtilles était décevante !!
Vous rajoutez l'attente 30 minutes entre chaque plat
Bref!! L'ambiance pas digne d'une auberge vosgienne !!
Un attrape touristes ! La prochaine fois je reste côté alsacien !!! Voilà un avis qui résume exactement le miens en gros passé votre chemin

*** (08/04/2017 00:46)
Whenever I have been here the restaurant has been closed, so I can only write of the location. This is a great place for photography, especially sunrises. Each time I've been I have been lucky enough to spot a herd of chamois

I should have called the police on him. In Europe it is one's duty by law to help someone in distress. Not make his situation worse. Anyway, if you value human decency in your business transactions, I strongly recommend you carry yours to someone else much more deserving.

I was on a bicycle trip through the Vosges and I reached the tavern "Les trois fours" on the neighboring summit. They were fully booked so I decided to try to reach the "Hohneck" before sundown and shoot some nice pictures of the sun going down, when I got there and perhaps of the sun coming up the next morning. I tried to call the Hotel on Hohneck but did not have any reception at all at "Les trois fours". So I decided to leg it and get there as quickly as I could to get some nice shots of the sun going down. Already on my way up I realized that this was not going to happen because it was extremely cloudy and windy. When I got to the top, I did realize that there were no cars there and the hotel was totally closed and seemed completely abandoned. I did not mind too much since I could always go down the mountain and get a stay at the "Auberge au pied du Hohneck" - or so I thought. I wandered around the top and admired the astonishing and wild view all the way to the alps, drastically enhanced by the heavy cloud cover racing across the sky. It was almost dark and I did definitively overstay. Suddenly, seemingly from one instant to the next, the clouds dropped, the wind picked up drastically and it started to rain cats and dogs. Visibility was reduced to less than five meters in a matter of a very few minutes. Additionally, total darkness set in extremely quickly.

Shoutout to Hilleberg for the amazing Staika tent, that took this ordeal like a boss!

*** (12/08/2017 02:40)
What happended to me seems - in retrospect - even more ridiculous and truly unbelievable than while it was happening. Bear with me, I am going to be somewhat exhaustive.

*** (24/10/2017 17:34)
Vue vraiment magnifique mais ça s'arrête là... Personnel vraiment peu aimable, la serveuse qui nettoie les toilettes la porte grande ouverte l'odeur du produit bien nocif qui coupe toute envie de manger.. Mais bon.. Pour avoir retrouver un poil dans la "tarte" à la myrtilles l'appétit n'était déjà plus la.. Puis tarte qui d'ailleurs ne mérite même pas ce nom... Fond de pâte à tarte déjà tout prêt recouvert de myrtilles surgelées sans goûts.. Et le chocolat chaud servi à moitié avec de la chantilly pour camoufler la dose.. Au vue du prix payé c'est vraiment du foutage de gueule.

The driver and his wife (?) then got out of the car and he immediately started cursing me, yelling at me to get out of there as it was private property etc. I even apologized immediately and told him that I wanted a room (even though he had just driven over my tent) and I was clearly not in my right mind there. He had just - in my mind - committed a crime. And he was cursing me and telling me that some people work hard and have to get up at six in the the morning and that this was private property and that camping was absolutely forbidden. Even though I kept on telling him that I tried to get a room. I even explained to him how it was impossible for me to call him from "Les trois fours" and that being on a bike it is kind of hard to estimate exactly how long it would take one to get from one spot to another, especially in the evenings in the mountains. He kept on yelling at me, telling me that it is not his fault that French Telecom is not working as it should and keeping on repeating that I would not know what it was like to start working at six in the morning... He insisted that I "get that stuff" out of there and get off his property.

I found myself in the middle of a storm with no visibility at all, at an altitude of 1360 Meters and the only refuge I could see was the completely dark and shut hotel. This was definitively an extreme situation and I absolutely felt that my life was in danger. So I decided to set up a bivouac in the wind shade of the hotel with my tent. I had to tie my tent and the tent bags to my bike to prevent them from flying off. When I finally finished setting up my tent, a car pulled up, slowed down, the driver clearly saw me, as I had my torchlight on my head. Then he accelerated and drove over my tent!

*** (12/08/2017 02:18)
The crepes were not warm, the service was slow eventhough the place was almost emtpy. Both toilets did not have a toilet seat OR paper. What a joke. Avoid if possible!

He only drove over one side of it, squashing only one of the poles with his Volkswagen Caravan. My tent bent, gave way and - amazingly - shifted back into shape as though nothing had happened. Not a scratch on it, no tire marks, no tears no nothing. I was extremely lucky also, that I had not yet had time to secure my equipment inside the tent or he may have squashed my camera or my iPad, or other valuable gear.