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Having the Alps right by its side is a hard standard to compare with for The Jura Mountains, as by Swiss standards it is barely considered as a mountain. Their revolving timbered marshland that goes on for about 225 miles alon the Swiss-French border northeast from Geneva and are softer than their Alpine in every way. 

Although the Jura has a shortness in amazing icy magnificence, it is balanced by a calm brightness that is available to anyone eager to wander between them: Not a hike, yet you can do that in the Jura, also, but a sweat-less walk on a well-marked course. A few years ago, on a warm day, my wife Heidi, and I acquired our young daughter on a seven-mile hike from Avenches to Murten, two villages close to the Jura slopes. The landscape was appropriate for us. The farmers’ route was stroller-friendly, and we roamed beside countless lands of flowering seeds, through muddy forests and besides to an 11^th century chapel built from stones the Romans had cut. On the border dividing threes swiss cantons the languages mix like kirsch in a fondue: a rue melts into a strasse that ends at a table with brats and bières.

THE NEW YORK TIMES. “Europe, in 9 Walks”. April 19^th 2013. April 24^th 2013. 

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