"Just take it easy" he said, as we started to climb with a solid slow cadence and headed away from the watery mirror and into the mountains.
It's one thing to passively see the Alps, it's another to get stuck in and play on them. I'd like to say I'd stopped to admire the view, but the incline finally pulled me off the bike.
All the effort was worth it however, because with every twist and turn I was presented with a visual Swiss fantasy that properly blew my mind.
See what I mean?
Water break perfection....
......no wait, this is.
And if water's not your thing, how about a cheeky nip of Grappa at the half way point in your ride, let me tell you I'd earned it and was tempted.
Instead we opted for the most amazing cup of tea, hazelnut cake that made us "omg" out loud and a view that was picture postcard perfect. Like a mirage in the desert, this little chalet seemed to me to be in the middle of nowhere and in my wildest dreams I could not have come up with a more idyllic pit stop.