Stefan has breakfast ready shortly after 7, we soon figure how to operate his espresso machine. By 9 we are heading south on Autobahn A3.
70 km brings us near Buhl, where we exit for what Jürgen calls Schwartzwaldstrasse.
Stopped for lunch in Schluch-see
Nobody had the chicken
We crossed the Rhine river into Switzerland at Waldshut. The 100 km from there to Schattdorf are much busier, involving some stop-and-go
traffic and almost always we are among other vehicles. But it was still an entertaining ride.
We had a garage to park the bikes for our first two nights in Switzerland at Berg-Gasthaus Haldi.
It would have been a long walk up there
But they had thoughtfully provided an easier way up
And here we are in the Alps
l-r, Jürgen, myself, Marc
We didn't expect much from the musicians on the courtyard
So I was suprised when I heard these two guys warming up on the other side of the building
They were there to play for a group of agents who were having a banquet at the place.
It's all about harmony