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... riding up this great pass which is surrounded by massive peaks. The road
once again is built from lego type pieces of concrete and is a magical piece of
engineering. What makes this road even more unreal is that it does not actually
lead to anywhere other than to a few towns up in the mountains......oh and the
car train system!!!
with the car train system it sure must have cost a fortune to build for such
I arrive at ...
... taking us 4 hours all up and although a bit sore leg wise and toenail wise, we all agreed it was a fantastic excursion. Coffee, beer and something to eat was a welcome treat on our arrival back in town. Drinks at 5 courtesy of the hotel in compensation for no hot water on our first night as the generator had broken down, plus cheese, biscuits and other nibbles in the lounge complete with open fire was a perfect ending to a perfect day and a perfect few days near the ...
... instead of single words and gestures, that’s progress.
We walk from here to the city centre and follow the signs to the castles of Valere and Tourbillion. These old stone castles spring into view as we wind up the streets behind the town. It is quickly apparent that we are about to get some serious exercise, never-ending stairs of original uneven rocks and stair edges worn by the passage of time and people smooth and undulated. Up, up up ...
... for music or a phone, even put on a jacket or take off arm warmers.... I have never attempted to go into my saddle bag without stopping.... probably not a good idea on a steep climb. It was going to be 200 calories until the top.... choose your spot wisely.
The final third of this climb.... still going... speed was definitely falling but the main thing was the pedals were still turning. I blasted through my remaining food. The road keeps turning up relentlessly. ...
... though, with stunning views, a beautiful room, two questionably merry hosts and some friendly yaks to keep us occupied. Our Swiss adventure began with a trip to see the Jet d’eau in Geneva, with an amazing train journey that swept around the entirety of the lake (a nice girl even swapped seats with me so I could get a better view – sadly Jonathan’s view consisted mostly of a smelly old tramp drinking extra strong lager and ...