30.07.2009 - 30.07.2009 20 °C
If Zeus took holidays, it'd be in the Alps: The pelvis of Europe. Mountains pierce the clouds in a way which conveniently allows me to continue my phallic metaphor and all around us the fun is on non-stop rotation. Even now there are fireworks outside; fuck knows why, but they keep going all the same.
The day's been great, truly, and really it makes me want to continue after Chiasso. There have been points where you could have stopped me this afternoon and I would have felt differently but now I can safely say the day has been enjoyable and productive. We're in an incredible land formation formed by a river or glacier which flows into the Urner See stretch of water, surrounded on both side by sheer mountains that rise into the clouds then catch them briefly as they flow over their tips. These have tightened slowly as we've cycled closer to the river's source and now they press closely on both sides with perhaps as little as a few miles between them. We also have mountains straight ahead. It's been just as interesting for us, who have navigated by water for so long, to see the changes to rapids composed of white water and topaz from the sluggish blues and greens of the low country's canals. Yes, today has been good. It's been a story of skirting the Lake of Lucerne to the ferry, crossing by boat then following the lake back to one of its sources, all the way to this mountain: St. Gotthard Pass. On the other side of this is a long descent to Italy, and the end of our trip. After today however we've never felt fitter or more capable; confidence is at a high, though we've yet to see if it is as high as the mountain. I'll upload pictures when I can because I hope that will explain the day better than paragraphs of gushing description.
Also, John is going to make an effort at St. Gotthard Pass tomorrow, but whether he does it all or not you can be certain I shall. Two thousand and one hundred metres is a fitting finale for the trip; one I wouldn't want to miss.