Tralala Hotel Montreux
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... back the same way I
just came and along the shores of the Tunersee but will finally turn off
towards the town of Weissenburg and along some of the best biking roads in this
i pass through Interlaken as per usual I stop at the main motorcycle shop en
route simply to see what he has in stock.
a good chat with the friendly staff I am again on my way and heading along the
heading along the edge of the waters ...
... a hot cup of coffee, we proceeded cautiously down the narrow roads to Martigny on the way to Leysin, Switzerland. When we arrived that afternoon at our wonderful Au Bel Air guest house, the storm had passed, delivering spectacular views of several mountain ranges. We enjoyed the warm hospitality of our host, Dominique Delacrois over a glass of wine in his comfy Alps bar and breakfast room. Being a motorcyclist himself, he shared fond stories of his ...
... not a lot of wild flowers. Apparently, the Narcissus flowers in May and early June.
After a very lazy few hours, we started on the 2 hour walk from Les Avants to Montreux. We didn't leave until just before 6 but it was still hot. Luckily the walk follows the river and is in deep forrest so ...
... amp; tomato panini eaten while sitting on the grass. Haha. Actually she wasn't very hungry so we decided on just a snack and to save ourselves for dinner tonight. Continued driving around the lake and randomly stopped at Bourg - a tiny village right on the shore. Such an extremely sweet, sleepy little place with cobbled streets and lots of colourful flowers spilling from both window boxes and doorstep pot plants. Wandered around the streets ...
... but he got there in the end with everyone helping where they could - even if it was just words of encouragement.
The balloon rose silently and smoothly up over the fields and started down the valley. The view over the alps was magical in the early morning light. Looking into the sun the mist on the layers of mountain tops looked just like something dreamed up by Tolkien.
While we were up in the air the pilot pointed out various peaks to us - ...