San Gian Hotel
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... 8 km to ride. We arrived about 2 hours later. All good. Apart from Stef nearly dying (or so she claims)... From now on, the next 50 km were pure bliss....top speeds in the upper 50's, nice corners, everything nice.
Just a minor nuisance.....tunnels.
The tunnels showed us how different expectations can alter the experience a lot. Stef thought that the tunnels were the most difficult and dangerous ...
So just to get things straight. .. in spring I had a student who told me all about her amazing cycle trips around europe and how much fun they were. Long story short, she inspired me and jan to try this out ourselves. Because we worked all summer, and summer was hot, we decided that autumn would be the best time to do this trip. As ...
... the funicular up to the top, Muottas Muragl, 2456 metres. Coffee and a walk to the lookout, with great panoramas, back on the funicular then a bus back to St Moritz. All the transport was free, on presentation of the pass. Off to the pub for the Scotland vs Sth Africa game, dinner then the first half of Aust vs England, leaving at half time to watch the rest in our room at the hotel. Great result with Australia winning 31 - 13. Early start tomorrow: Munich via the Library at St ...
... lines of the motorway but was about 2000ft
higher up on the edge of a mountain and certainly had some great views. Looking
down from this pass one would think they were looking down onto a model railway
layout. The whole place below was lovely green fields with a few towns and
churches along the way. All that spoilt it was that big noisy motorway.
off this slow single track road and I joined the original road that would have
been the main ...
By our second day we had the bus/train system mastered...we knew where NOT to get off the train. First stop was at Morteratsch at a local cheese factory where they make cheese the traditional way with milk from cows that graze high in the mountains. We watched a cheese maker whipping up a copper cauldron of cheese. We were his most rapt audience. Although all the people we met in Switzerland spoke English, he didn't. So, ...