Beginning at the restaurant in Nussbuehl, with its verandah overlooking the Glarus alps, and a lovely lunch of Kalbswurst, rosti, and a thick onion sauce, we headed back up the mountain.

A long, tough climb past calves and cows.

At the top views of alpine valleys, an unusual alpine marsh, and those alps.

Tonight it’s spaghetti & bucatini.

You can hear the crows.