After a four-hour detour around lake Luzern, I had a look around the station and checked the map. This time I headed along the other side of the lake. I stopped outside the Luzern stadium and bought a very expensive bottle of pop, I asked for a coke at first and the server gave me a generic brand I told her I wanted coke a cola and she told me it was Swiss coke. I ended up with 500ml sprite for 3.50, there was a cash machine nearby so I withdrew some cash and pushed on as I just knew the rest of this country would be expensive. The roads were smooth and fairly flat, I passed through Horwad and got to Stans. I was cycling right next to the motorway but on the side of the lake, cars went into a tunnel and cyclists have to go around the water’s edge, I had the Alps all around me, those really high ones with snow on. The road came out from the mountain and was tiered, I was on the lower tier with the traffic coming towards me but I was in Switzerland and cyclists have their own roads so no worries there.
I passed two divers preparing to dive in the lake both had dry suits on, sensible as I bet the lake was freezing. I gestured the okay sign as I approached them and got the okay sign back, a woman who was with them laughed as we exchanged our hand signals. Just after Stans I was heading for Engelberg but soon found out this was not the route for cyclists. I looked at the map at a nearby tram station and it would involve going over the peak of the Alps, well at least one of them. I had to go via Altdorf 32km away which would be around the mountain. I set off in the right direction, passing an airstrip where a radio controlled plane was doing some impressive manoeuvres, at first I thought it was a real plane from a long way off but some of the stunts were too much for a real plans.
There was an amazing wooden bridge at the end of the airport, I sat on a bench next to it for a while and ate a banana, I was next to a really fast river which had a small beach, I contemplated sleeping on the little beach but the noise of the water flowing was loud and I don’t think I would have slept. Two lads turned up on dirt bikes and were riding up and down the bike path making a racket so I carried on going through the Swiss bridge. Only ten minutes passed and I picked up a sign for a campsite so followed it to TCS Camping Buochs Vierwaldstattersee twenty francs for the night, I was absolutely exhausted and lost so I stayed.