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... a couple in a van that looked as if they were going to stop there, they must be crazy. We snaked our way down, passing people out skiing, sledging and using a large kite to pull them on a ski board, we don't know the correct name for this activity! The parking place we had chosen was in a small forested area, there was just a small amount of snow on the ground and it was a few degrees warmer than at the pass. After tea we made plans for ...
... as can be...a great water ski lake!
We took a bus up the mountain side into an even more remote part of the town and landed upon a chair lift. We took two of our friends - one from Peru and one from India, who had never done anything in the winter, so being that this was well out of our comfort zone, I can't imagine how they felt. We went up to the counter and pretty much no one spoke English - finally they called in ...
... Ajax play Barcelona in the champions league. Thurs 6/11/14
- I slept in and had leftover hard boiled eggs and grapes for breakfast.
- I walked around town afterwards, there was snow everywhere!
- I tried to find the old city, got lost a bit then gave up and pulled out my map.
- The old town was really nice (very quiet as well)
- I found a hill and followed the road up the side ...
... all the way to Dijon.
On entering Dijon I gave looking around for the Mustard factory a miss. 11 hours had turned in nearly 13 hours. Enough of that.
The moment you cross the border of Switzerland everything changes. Only 500 meters inside the country i entered a town called Le Locle with a most beautiful Town Hall which made me stop and turn back to have a look at it. The main street has those typical Swiss style ...
I pushed on to the bottom of the hill and the clouds over Grimsel were gathering. I didn't linger but headed straight up the mountain to the next lookout to take some more photos back up the valley. It was here that I was hijacked by a bunch of Italian riders who adopted me and made me their mascot. I escaped after half an hour and 400 photographs to ride with them to the top of the pass.
By this time the cloud had moved ...