Hiking is the most perfect way to discover true life.

Six o’ clock in the morning the alarm clock rings and after a good breakfast I take the train to Baar. At nine o’ clock I reach Baar after a few minutes delay and walk off. After just a few metres, the fog enters Zug. From Zug I walk along the lake, from where I can hardly see anything but five meters of water at the shore. After about three hours of fog migration (the weather forecast predicted sunny weather) I finally get out of the fog in Meierskappel. (more…)

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