It all started out with a welcome briefing hold by the tour guides. Their real reason was to tease us with descriptions, pictures and stories about what to come. We took off on a sunny morning heading towards the Alps, our playground for the next thirteen days to come. Lush country side, green forests and blue shimmering lakes companied us on the way to the first “real” pass, Kühtai.
Day two lead us to Bieler Höhe, another outstanding pass surrounded by breathtaking scenery. After a short stop in Feldkirch, a medivial town in the very West of Austria and lunch break in Lichtenstein we moved on to Klausenpass, a mountain road used for car races in the 1930s. In Altdorf we had a quick look at the folk who shot an apple of his son's head (Wilhelm Tell was his name) before we headed for Andermatt.
Today started with liquid sunshine (it was raining) but the fearless eleven started their pass collecting for the day. Rain on Gotthard Pass, snowfall on Nufenen, almost dry on Grimsel and bright sunshine on Susten. As a desert we added Oberalp Pass , just to get another apelstrudel.
The old Gotthard road - what an experience