Another week of sore feet for me.  Couldn't find a buddy on this one, cause I was going around at 10am banging on doors asking them if they wanted to hike up a mountain... something about most of them having hang overs I think.  That didn't stop me though, I had to get the hell out of my room!  After a couple of transfers on I found myself in a train car full of old people in full hiking gear, good way to know you're on the right track.  A quick note, before searching for a restaurant out of a guide book, check the date of the guide book.  I really would have loved fresh trout though... oh well.  Comments