The Wanderhuren also attracted attention in 2023. They organized 5 hikes and visited the most beautiful spots in Switzerland.
Chli Aubirg
In Einsiedeln, where people are particularly close to the Lord, the hiking season was opened in the hope of God's grace. However, there was no sign of this grace that day and the weather didn't really cooperate. Even the most hardened mountaineers from Zurich had to struggle. We heard statements like: “I've never experienced such a bad storm in circles 1-12. I'm scared for my gel nails!” However, we didn't let the drizzle spoil our good mood and bravely fought our way up towards Chli Aubrig. Luckily, they happened to meet Raffi's cousin, who “cheered up” the team in his alp with coffee and Chrüter. The advantage of the external service was that, for once, there was no need to worry about the wine temperature of 7-14 degrees Celsius specified in the statutes. Back in Einsiedeln, we treated ourselves to an evening meal before leaving the promised land again.
Meiersalp
The clever minds behind the association (all with a degree) had a particularly imaginative idea this year: “Come on, let's hold the AGM early in the year, then lots of people are sure to come”. That may sound good in theory, but in practice it turned out that pretty much all the mountain huts weren't even open yet. So it was up to the president to make the best of the awkward situation and when it came down to it, he delivered (to everyone's amazement). A fantastic route was organized from the Atzmännig up to the notorious Meiersalp. Once at the top, we treated ourselves to food and drink before getting down to the nitty-gritty of the AGM. After the AGM, it was definitely the end of peace - joy - pancakes and the dark side of the club came to light.
Beforehand, Francesco, our colleague from Ticino, was asked to take a grappa with him. However, as we only realized during the consumption, this drink was so strong that we lost all our senses. Shortly afterwards, Tony allowed himself to be provoked by Tröpfli-Chris, who then tried to beat him to death with a flower stick. Fortunately, the situation turned out to be harmless and the next day, apart from the pile of broken glass, everything was forgotten. After breakfast, we continued on towards Chrüzegg for lunch and then back to the starting point at Atzmännig. So ended an amusing weekend in the mountains.
Monte Boglia
A hike in the “Zigerschlitz” was actually planned for this date.Due to capricious weather, the hike had to be rescheduled at short notice and so the hiking whores traveled to Ticino to climb the Alps from the south side.They met in Lugano in glorious sunshine, where the many new members were welcomed.The mountains in Ticino are no walk in the park and are tough.The efforts were rewarded and the group enjoyed the fantastic view of Lago di Lugano from Monte Boglia, while the jack-of-all-trades Remünggel distributed, spilled or devoured the wine from his magnum bottle.Back in Lugano, the team treated themselves to a well-earned dip in Lake Maggiore. Before heading back to German-speaking Switzerland, they wanted to fill their stomachs with local specialties. As the kebab store was closed, one group quickly went to the Burger King before wistfully mumbling “Arrivederci Ticino” with their mouths full.
Vorstandsausflug
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Regitzer Spitz
True to the motto of singer Chris Roberts and his worldwide hit “Man soll die Feste wie sie fallen” (Celebrate the festivals as they fall), there was a combination on this day that suited the hiking whores like a glove. A hike and a wine festival in one day - a combination like no other.
First, the sporting part was on the agenda and they set off to climb the Regitzer Spitz from the eastern flank. Since the president has been traded on the open market again, the recruitment of new members on the singles exchanges has been going great guns. Numerous new members have been acquired, who have been very well accepted into the club. Not much more can be said about the hike itself, as the focus was clearly on the second part. Back in Fläsch, the thirsty hikers plunged into the hustle and bustle and strolled through the alleyways. They indulged in culinary delights with local grape juice and delicious food. They enjoyed the hospitality and serenity of Bünder. Strangely enough, when Chälli & Jasi suddenly appeared out of nowhere, everyone suddenly had to leave the festival grounds, leaving the Appenzeller and the Toggenburger unsuspecting. As Chälli was good-natured for once, we were able to enjoy the village festival for a few more hours without incident.
Frohe Aussicht
The hiking community came together one last time to celebrate the end of the season. The long season has left its mark and half of the registered staff were injured, ill or simply overslept.
The day started in Ebnat Kappel, where the “Vächschau” was taking place at the same time. While marveling at the cattle, Ruth said: “For me, this is nothing new. I have my own animal at home, which is eating and shitting all day long.” Nätu, who was standing next to her, didn't know who she was talking about. Anyway. After a short speech, we set off in the direction of Tanzboden. The Toggenburg hills are tough and we struggled up the mountain when suddenly, halfway up, something happened that exceeded every hiker's wildest dreams. Martina was heading straight for the Berghaus Nestel, where she had secretly organized an aperitif for the participants in advance. An absolutely world-class move by Martina! The board agreed that if she organizes five or six more aperitifs, she will be awarded honorary membership. After the rest of the ascent, it was time for a quick stop for lunch. This led to an argument at Alp Wielesch. Our otherwise well-behaved little sheep Valeria and Celeste, who had always behaved in an exemplary manner up until then, suddenly got into an argument with the alpine farmers. The argument was triggered by the issue of recycling. Stories like this only happen among the wandering whores.
With Uznach and the Wildbuffet as our destination, the descent went relatively smoothly, except for a few remarks under the belt. Things were more spectacular for our three paragliders, who wanted to fly rather than walk to the finish line. To the astonishment of the young flyers, the same laws of gravity apply in Toggenburg as everywhere else in the world and so the high-flyers quickly became the sinkers known from the movie Titanic.
Arriving in Uznach unharmed but tired, we were delighted with what we had achieved and enjoyed the notorious game buffet à discretion. The buffet delivered what it promised. The name of the restaurant Frohe Aussicht, however, did not. When you have to dine opposite Egger, Chris and Co, it definitely has nothing to do with a happy outlook. Nevertheless, the hiking whores bid farewell to their hostess with full bellies and shining eyes. And so ended another great season.
We would like to take this opportunity to thank all the members who made the hikes unforgettable.
Moslig, 08.10.23 M.H
