Last Friday, I, along with the rest of Switzerland, headed up to Wengen. It was the only nice day in the 10 day forecast and it seemed like everyone had the same idea. On my journey I met a few nice people. From Interlaken Ost to Lauterbrunnen, I sat next to an elderly Swiss woman on her way to the Schilthorn for lunch. After talking for ten minutes she invited me to join her. I kindly declined because I didn’t want to change my plans. I was in the mood to go for a hike and told her that I was saving my first trip to the Schilthorn for when I could share it with Martin.
On the train from Lauterbrunnen to Wengen, I sat with a friendly Dutch couple that have been vacationing in Switzerland for the past 5 years. I got some good tips for future hikes and then bid them farewell at Wengen as they were taking the train all the way up to Kleine Scheidegg.
The hike from Wengen to Kleine Scheidegg (trail 41) took around 2 hours and 45 minutes. Along the way, there was a male solo hiker that I seemed to be having a relay race with. I would pass him and then he would pass me. The annoying thing was that it always worked out that he made it to the next park bench before me and he would always sit down to have a break. It happened four times, so I eventually pushed on without taking a break so I could finally get to the next bench and eat my lunch. I think I had the last laugh because the bench I eventually got to sit down on had amazing panoramic views.
Even though it was a challenging workout hiking uphill instead of downhill, I was actually able to walk properly the next day with little, to no, muscle soreness. I think my days of hiking downhill are over.