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... my extreme canyoning, I hungout with the Katie and Amy from Oklahoma We decided to make our lunch from the local super market and then go hiking around the lakes. For some reason, the stoves took forever to cook our pasta so it did take just a little while for us to make our lunch. We ate pasta and fruit! By far my cheapest meal in Swiss. Just as we finished our lunch, it started to pour so we sat on the couches and watched tv hoping the sky would clear. ...
... JJ, collecting his equipment on the way and found him in pain. His ankle and shoulder hurt and it took some time to get him back on his skis. The crash was so good it actually changed one on the binding positions! It took a lot of time and encouragement to reach Mum and Alex slightly further on and then we all headed to the Arven chair. At the top of the chair took JJ to the Kleine Scheidegg first aid post where he was ...
... under an awning and watched the rain come down. The weather changes quickly in the mountains. We were amazed at the large number of Asian tourists that we met, most traveling as part of tours but some who seemed to be on their own. We were impressed by how well the local people maintain both their public and private property. The local church
is located near our hotel; its bell chimes the hour both day and night. It was a good day.
... and then we landed in Basle which was suffering from complete fog and almost zero visibility. I have no idea how the pilot managed to land the plane. Then we got into a coach and set off for Lauterbrunnen. The fog was still very heavy as we drove on but I still managed to get some pictures of some towns and of Lake ...
... finally found our way outside where we played in the snow.
back down the mountain, we found our way up the FIrst (name of a village) goldola where wehad booked ourselves in for a flying fox ride down the hill. oh my giddy aunt, I can,t believe I did that, but I did, well we all did. fan-bloody-tastic. as true gluttons for pinishment, we then backed up to travel the rest of the way down the hill on a "trotti-bike", which ...