I’ve been coming to this region since I was kid, and, OK, it’s become more packed with gazillions of tourists, and, yes, Grindelwald is depressing due to the congestion and store after store selling all sorts of junk, but the mountains! The mountains.
We walked today from Kleine Scheidegg through alpine pastures in which cows grazed and then climbed higher. Along a ridge to Gletscherslucht, we walked through small fields of snow and over scree and in view of an enormous canyon with vertiginous trails. It was truly stunning. Pastures, snowy fields, waterfalls, just a few hundred feet from glaciers, and through a deep canyon that gave a view of Schreckhorn.
Wow, I say, wow.
Returning to Muerren, the dry weather behind us, we entered a rainy village by way of the funicular.
And now it’s time for hard cider and pretzels to be followed by kalbs schnitzel, fried potatoes, and a good salad. Should I mention the eierschammli soup?