Today’s the day: Descent from Muerren and out of the range of the magic mountains with their profound solace and down to Aegerisee for a night with old friends before departure on Sunday for the wild West. These Alpine mountains suggest a majesty of peace: We’ve seen people come, and we’ve seen people go.
Yesterday we hiked for about six hours up a mountain and down a mountain, to a mountain hut for hard cider, and back to Muerren for beer at the pub where locals go to unwind at the end of a day. That very night I cooked good schnitzel from meat at the butcher and served it with salad and delicious stewed and shredded beets.
I’m hoping to return here sooner rather than later, but meanwhile I hope to keep the vistas in view and the feeling in my heart as I prepare to enter the OK Corral.