Switzerland postcard

It had been swelteringly hot and clear skies until this afternoon, then all Hell broke loose in the mountains and I rode through a crackling hailstorm. It was freezing cold and sketchy, I waited out the fiercest hour at a bus stop.  I’ve ended up at a cute little place in Spiez, near Interlaken. My chambre has a small sitting area with a window, and the views are to die for. All day has been incredible, fantastic small mountain roads and tracks.  These marked national routes are a real treasure, I’m never lost, and never on a busy way. Mostly there are no cars for hours, the significant gravel bits today were brilliant. I imagine this place is pretty awful when it’s grey and cold, but right now it’s incredibly agreeable.