On our longest day of hiking we clocked up 30 kilometres which was not bad going giving the unseasonably high temperatures. Our final destination was a quirky commuter hotel in Oberriet where the check in was manual and there was not an awful lot going on. It’s these quirky little adventures that we love the best and this poem captures the highlights of the day!
We set out at the crack of dawn
Before the sun had risen
Our blistered feet already worn
Plod on was our new rhythm
Cool mountain air, we had our share
We made the most both knowing
As soon as nine o’clock was there
The fierce rays would start showing
Although the paths were not too steep
We clocked up steps galore
Towards the end we both dug deep
Did 25 and more!
The cute white goats, the paths remote
The river fresh…
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