I’m not an anxious person but the strong wind that woke me up during our holidays at night did have an effect on me. It didn’t feel like a view out of the window but more like watching a movie about natural disasters on the telly. Somehow everything was moving even when it was meant to be still. When branches, lots of leaves and clothing items flew through the air it was still understandable, but when I saw how the wind lifted the metal deckchairs up into the air and threw them into the swimming pool, I started to feel a little queasy.Read More »
It is Sunday, the wind is sweeping over Lago Maggiore and creating small waves, sometimes with a sprinkling of white foam. I’m sitting in my Laser, a small one-man yacht, in which even when there is scarcely any wind one gets a wet bottom. I’m sailing from Ascona to Ronco with the objective of sailing round the tiny island of Brissago and then returning with a following wind to the harbour in Ascona.Read More »
Cycling along the wild Maggia in Tessin we enjoyed with my youngest the day off, the warm sun, the fresh air and the scent of summer. There is always something to discover and so it was not long before after half an hour my youngest stopped by a stone mosaic beside the cycle trail.Read More »
I like being in Ticino. On the way by bike, paddling on the lake, hiking in the mountains, swimming, sailing. There is everything. Wilderness and silence, adventure, art, modernity and past, exciting architecture, smuggling, history, politics, wealth and scarce budgets. Holidays in Ascona are exciting and relaxing at the same time, independent from the weather and in what direction one is heading.Read More »
During the spring break we were with my youngest one (7) in Ascona. We had planned a trip by train from Locarno to Verdasio, with a ropeway to Rasa (898m) and a walking-tour to Intragna.
But by mistake we had taken the wrong ropeway and thus ended up on the opposite mountain Monti di Comino. But this did not derogate our joy. Thus we could watch Rasa being located on the opposite mountain from various angles and heights.Read More »
My youngest child is five. The spring holidays we spent in Ticino. Just marvellous. Apart from the fact that in German-speaking Switzerland the sun was shining all week long and brought the first tropic day with temperatures of 30°C. In Ticino it was raining like mad!!Read More »