By morning, the weather was too socked in to take the gondola lift up to the Schilthorn - bummer, I was really looking forward to having breakfast with a view at the top of the world.  Jesse had taken the die-hard hikers in our group on an early morning hike up into the mountains, but a trip into the folk museum of nearby Lauterbrunnen sounded like warmer fun to me.  There's a local bus available, but Peter offered to drive the rest of us down to Trummelbach Falls where we could meet up with Jesse and the others for a visit to the Falls before heading into town.

 

Trummelbach Falls is unique because, over the eons, the water has carved out the inside of the mountain.  There's a convenient lift that takes you partway up, but it's still a ways to get to the very top.  Besides the "wow" factor of the water thundering down the narrow niches, there are a few open spots to the outside with fantastic views of the valley below. Not being a big fan of high narrow walkways, I was probably the first one back down.  The restaurant by the falls was closed, so I had time to take some photos of the surrounding gardens as well as the creek across the road.  There were still plenty of flowers blooming, and lots of ferns and moss growing on the trees.

 

After the falls, Peter drove us into town where some folks decided to stay and  have lunch.  I wasn't hungry yet, and the museum was closed, so I went back to the hotel and actually took a snuggly warm nap:  I'm not a napper, so I must have needed a "vacation from my vacation" after all.