Off to the Swiss Alps
Off again! The Saltzburg Hbf. If you are ever there, they have a great supermarket in the train station, so you don't have to buy your wine, cheese, bread and fruit in advance... if that is the way you travel by rail. And if it isn't, you might consider it.
Be prepared to see good looking young Tyrolian men in their Sunday best outfits of liederhausen in the train station taking themselves seriously.
Past Austrian villages.
The hills got steeper and steeper as we headed into Switzerland.
Walked around the lake in St. Moritz as the sun slipped below the surrounding mountains. Fresh streams from melting snow were rushing down the hillsides, feeding the pristine lake, changing to a deep green reflecting the pines as the sun set.