Liuba in Teuchipa, left of Bibendum
Zürich's milk and honey lay behind. We're going to the white mountains. We look up to the blue sky where we will climb once mists take over and the craziness begins. We expect to travel the sky by rocks that move more easily than us. I present Captain Salbit (last fall), Alpstein Skies (spring), The Gastlosen Tour and other tales of madness.