The morning found me sleep deprived, but I was getting use to it. The anticipation and excitement of the days adventure, and the sheer beauty of every mile is what got me out of bed each morning. I didn't know what the day would hold, but I knew we would be crossing back into Italy.
Tuesday, July 28, was to be a layover day, a down day. The hike over Grimselpass was long and a little tough, we needed a day to re-energize. The village of Ulrichen was a perfect place for us to do just that. We arrived in...Read more