'Free-roaming dog. If dog comes, lie on the ground and wait for help. If no help comes, good luck.'
Oh, if only. Actually these loungers are so cosy it’s very tempting simply to stay put and just cancel the rest of the walk. But then reality kicks in. We’ve still got another half dozen kilometres to go.
With a big blob of Sahne, whipped cream, of course.
Mountain food has seldom tasted so succulent and the hike has wet our appetite for further forays into the Alps.