Blausee.

So, we went here last Saturday:


We went with some awesome people from our ward, Dru, Keith, and their son Josh.  It was a ton of fun to hang out with them.  They are fellow Utahns/Americans here in die Schweiz. 

I don’t think what we did classifies as a hike, it was pretty much a walk.  But it was a long walk, and oh so beautiful!
Oh, and I have to add this in here because I forgot when I posted about the hike that it actually happened on, but it’s too good to forget.  So Talmage was standing on the trail, peeing into the bushes and some people come around the corner towards him, so he starts running/waddling away- with his pants still down around his legs.  His face!  Oh it was so funny.

I just love love loved the fields with the wildflowers.
  
And we made it to the lake!  It was so beautifully blue and clear!  It actually reminded me a lot of the Plitvice- it was that beautiful.  A lot smaller though.  You could see all the fish and things on the bottom.
 
I told Josh and my kids that we would see a mermaid, and they didn’ t believe me, but we walked around the lake and behold!  (How dare they disbelieve me!)
   
There was a plaque that told her story—she’s not actually a mermaid, but a woman whose lover died and in great sadness she came to this lake every night and cried into it, giving it the brilliant blue color.  Unable to move on, she also died of heartbreak.  And then an artist made this sculpture in honor of that legend.  I like it.  Very dramatic.

I’m so glad we got there before the sun was behind the mountain—the sunlight was so beautiful!
 
We roasted wursts and ate smores provided by Dru and had a great time.  There was a great playground for the kids.

We went and looked at the trout farm close by, and got to see goats too!  Bonus.  Talmage was so funny.  He was standing right by Brett, and then one goat came close, so he went around to the other side of Brett, but there was a goat there too, so he was a bit freaked out.  Later in the car I was talking to him about the goats and I said, “You were a little bit scared of the goats, weren’t you?”  and he said, “No, I was a LOT scared of them!”  ha ha.

Then Brett took the bus back to where our van was parked (in Frutigen) and drove back to pick us up, so we threw rocks in the river.
   
And swung on the awesome swing.

We went for another walk around the lake (pond?).
 
There was a bride and groom posing on the bridge.
    
I let the kids put their feet in the FREEEZING water, and Hazel and I had a competition to see who could keep their feet in the longest and she won.  So this is her face of nonchalance with her feet in the frigid icy water.

Jethro was also very good at it.
 
And then we went home.  The end.