I had heard that it would be rain this morning, but it’s blue skies and clear views of the snow covered peaks and a great day for a long hike, but rather than wander, we’ll be in Bern, perhaps at the Aare, perhaps not. Muerren is a perfect village in which if not to escape reality at least to add to it. But its Bern for reasons of family.
Yesterday we climbed up to Birg, through snow, and reaching the top felt a good exhaustion. Later that same day we capped things off with small beers and later still with raclette and good wine.
The mountains stave off Monday morning blues and encapsulate what’s best. You take them into your heart, if you’re lucky, and plan accordingly.