This was one of those weekend Swiss Army reserves sessions. As you know, you all get to keep your guns at home and have to fire them with some sort of measured regularity. I was one of about thirty of us lined up on our bellies firing across the gorge; making one helluva racket. Certainly scared the hikers away but, as I recall, the beer, later in Grindelwald, was much more important to all these proud Swiss reservists than shooting up the trees (come to think of it, there was venison on the menu in Interlaken that night, so it could have been us). Anyway, I felt as if I'd done my part to protect all your numbered accounts.
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