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... ht down for a 1000 meter
vertical descent. Eina. Sore knees and toes were in order and to round it all
off the path was full of stinging nettles and the temperature must have been
close to 30 degrees. Oh well, one has to do these things as well in order to
appreciate life to the full.
So at last, back to our “house on wheels” and off to our
camp where we washed away our aches and pains with a few cold ones and a Swiss “Boerie”
... of hours to wait for the flight to Frankfurt, so checked the suitcases at the Lufthansa desk, got our boarding cards then hopped a train into the heart of the city for some sightseeing. Train was a great way to travel. We stashed our Carry-On stuff at the main train station and walked the Mont Blanc Street down to the harbour to see the fountain. On the way, we passed a tiny shop that sells Victorianox stuff. Beth got a ...
... moved off ahead of us but stopped after a short distance. Our path took us generally down along the spine of a giant ridge. It ran through a larch forest. About 100' tall. They blocked out the sun. It took about an hour to reach a picnic spot with a nice view. Muddy in places. Lunched on a picnic table made out of one log over ...
... Steep hills. We were following these through the vineyards that line the hills when we spotted a campsite down by the lake shore. It was after 6pm and we had had enough of this brutal day of riding. This is a very popular campsite, we have already run into some fellow Aussies here (for the jazz festival), but there are heaps of tents up. Yet this would have to be one of the worst campsite I've been to. Hot showers cost 1 Franc for 4 minutes. For that, Susan got 100% hot, ...
... when I explained to her (quite assertively) that I was in Geneva where it was 3.23 am, and she was in Sydney where it was 11.23am. She stopped ringing.
So we went down to brekky and had a lovely chat with an American from San Francisco. We left the hostel by 8am, and returned at 8pm!
We made our way to the bus depot to join our tour. There were 8 of us on a little Merc bus (one lovely Scottish couple, a couple from Paris ...