Great memories of mountain routes done in my youth and routes never done. Fresh memories with old friends. Stretching legs and blowing off carbon dioxide. Some great turns, and a realization that my knees will only allow just so many in the future.
I bought a book for the journey home, part Swiss history, part travelogue, and part literary analysis. After all Conan Doyle, Herman Hesse, James Joyce, John le Carre, Hemingway and many others sought refuge and inspiration here.
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