Over the last few days, I have trailed two more three-thousand-metre peaks. First up was Piz Sesvenna. A magnificent hike with a dreamlike backdrop. One day later, it was time for the relatively short Piz Umbrail. Here, too, I was rewarded with a fantastic view of the nearby 3,000-metre peaks of South Tyrol and Switzerland.

7.10.2025 – I started in the late morning in Grignols, surrounded by quiet alpine meadows. The trail rose steadily, I passed above Saflischpass toward the Fülhorn, revealing wide views over the Simplon area and the distant glacier peaks. From there, I continued to the Folluhorn – a wilder, more rugged summit where silence and wind become your only company.

The ridge walk between the two peaks was pure freedom – raw, open, and deeply Swiss. On the descent to Rosswald, the landscape softened again, passing through golden grass and larch forests.

It was more than a trail – it felt like a journey of discovery. A confession of a Swiss Soul connecting with its mountains, one step at a time.

This summer, I continued to trail several high Swiss mountains, especially three-thousanders. Each one left its own mark on and for me.
The Punta Terra Rossa/Wasenhorn (3’246m) greeted me with its warm, red stone and the feeling of stepping into another world. The view of Monte Leone and the other three and four-thousanders was breathtaking.
On the Sparrhorn (3’020m), the view over the Aletsch Glacier was fantastic.
The Mattwaldhorn (3’246m) & Simelihorn (3’124m) offered me solitude, a peak where silence stretched further than the horizon.
The Almagellerhorn (3’327 m), standing proudly above the Saas Valley, gave me an incredible feeling, especially during the uphill climb.
The Wildstrubel (3’244m) hike was a chapter of its own. Long and steady, it led me through vast alpine landscapes. It wasn’t just about reaching a peak—it was about moving through a world of glaciers, high plateaus, and silence, a reminder that sometimes the journey itself holds the greatest reward.

Each summit carried its own challenge, but also its own gift. With every climb, I felt myself becoming lighter, freer, and more connected to the mountains. By the end of summer, I realized I wasn’t just collecting peaks—I was collecting moments of clarity, pieces of myself that only the high places could return to me.

Autumn has already arrived, the light softer, the air sharper. The mountains call me still, and I know the season of discovery continues—just in a different color, a different rhythm, but with the same heartbeat.

The second part of the Södra Kungsleden, running from Sälen to Flötningen, covers roughly 145 kilometers and took us seven days to complete, including some detours. Compared to the Storlien–Grövelsjön stretch, this section is wilder, more solitary, and less frequented, which gives it a distinctly remote character. The trail follows the Scandinavian mountain range northwards along the Norwegian border and leads through a varied landscape of open mountain plateaus, birch forests, deep spruce valleys, and countless lakes.

Starting in Sälen, the trail first passes through forest and lake country before reaching Fulufjället National Park, home to Sweden’s highest waterfall, Njupeskär, which plunges 93 meters. On the plateau above, hikers walk across vast, windswept terrain and may visit Old Tjikko, a 9,500-year-old spruce often described as the world’s oldest living tree. From there, the path continues through sparsely populated wilderness, where encounters with moose and rich birdlife are common.

Infrastructure is more limited here than in the northern Kungsleden sections. There are very well-maintained STF huts and basic cabins. Resupply opportunities are rare. Toward Flötningen, the trail gradually descends into dense forests and secluded valleys, eventually reaching the small settlement at the border, which also serves as a gateway toward Grövelsjön, Femundsmarka National Park in Norway.

In essence, the Sälen–Flötningen stretch of the Södra Kungsleden offers a quieter and more rugged experience, rewarding hikers with striking natural contrasts, from the thunder of Njupeskär waterfall to the silence of remote forest wilderness.

We spent an inspiring time in beautiful South Tyrol, surrounded by high snow-covered mountains and lots of love. At an altitude of about 1730 meters, we embraced the joy of winter activities. The breathtaking views captured our hearts. I went cross-country skiing for the first time in five new spots, including Val Müstair and Unterengadin (between Scuol and La Martina). The magnificent trails invited us to explore, while Val Venosta became a place to linger and dream.