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.