WARNING - This post contains multiple pictures of mountains and lake views, and more mountains, trees, and a few cows! Also, there is adult content: Me with a glass of beer! (Actually it was shandy, and a very welcome and refreshing one at that.)
Tuesday, the 10th of September, started with a mix of clouds and blue sky. Today's hike was going to start right behind our hotel, and we were going to stay on "our" side of the lake (yesterday, we'd been at the opposite side).
View of our hotel and neighbouring houses from the back:
These grass hoppers were everywhere. When they spread their wings, they are bright red underneath, and make a rattling sound.
We often came across these flowers, but I don't know what they are. I've asked my Mum, and she isn't sure, either.
For a change, not cows but horses grazing here. Look at the second picture, zoomed in; one of them is eating from a tree:
Getting back down was taxing. I have no pictures of that part of our hike; it was again steep (in parts), rocky and very uneven. When we're on such a path for half an hour or so, I don't mind, but when it goes on for what feels like hours and there is nearly no end in sight, it gets to me - I start to become really tired and unfocused, and fear taking a wrong step, stumble and fall. This only happens to me when I need to carefully place my feet with every step and can not just stride out at my usual walking speed.
I had to stop once or twice, collect my wits and have a drink of water before I felt confident to go on.
We arrived at the hotel towards the end of coffee-and-cake-time. After that, O.K. still had enough energy left to row us across the lake (giving me the chance to dangle my feet in the clear water). Then, as before, a quick trip to the sauna, and then dinner.
That day, we had "only" walked about 13 km, much less than the day before, but due to the long, difficult descent, it felt just as exhausting. In a good way, I hasten to add!