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Hurrah! We are traveling. With Mark Twain. To the Swiss Alps. And on foot. It's 1878, and first we oversleep five spectacular sunrises. Then we drink buckets of alpine milk, get lost four meters from the hotel in the fog and silence yodeling dairymen with a handout. We show off our alpine poles for days, then we take a break. After the break, we conquer the dreaded Riffelberg. In an evening suit! Oh yes! It's going to be tough and it's going to be uphill! We will need explosives ... We will curse, we will smoke and we will be desperate. But in the end, Zermatt will be at our feet.
Yankee Jodel - an alpine adventure full of blue-grass music, excitement and explosives. 100% muscle ache free.
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