The luxury of having a host who is a baker at the local backerei is that he brings home fresh bread (good Austrian quality bread!) for breakfast. This morning we hit the Gempalp. As always, I got excited at seeing the mountains during the drive.
It was a fairly steady ascent and soon we found ourselves at yet another alp drinking Most (cider), eating Jausen-Brettel (spread of local meats, cheese and bread) and drinking Weizenbier (wheat beer). This is a popular leg for cyclists and we watched a number come and go. We also had a very lovely, older hiker join us whilst he ate his lunch and told tale after tale.
It’s time to hit the train station now and cross the border into Switzerland … my old home.