Explorer Scouts in Switzerland: A Journey of Adventure and Friendship

Written by Mr Andy Cooper, Scout Leader

Our journey began on a Friday, full of excitement and anticipation, as we departed college and set off on the long road to Switzerland. After a smooth crossing through the Eurotunnel, we settled in for the long drive, winding our way through Europe toward the heart of the Alps. We arrived at Kandersteg International Scout Centre (KISC) just before midnight. Despite the late hour, we quickly pitched our tents and collapsed into our sleeping bags, exhausted but thrilled to finally be there.

The next morning greeted us with a breathtaking view—sunlight spilling over the mountain peaks, casting golden hues across the valley. It was a moment that made the long journey worthwhile. Saturday was a gentle introduction to Swiss life. With breakfast provided by KISC, we had no need to shop, so we focused on setting up camp properly. Later, we hiked to the stunning Oeschinensee lake, where we swam in its cool, clear waters and raced down the toboggan runs. A bit of shopping in town and a relaxed dinner back at camp rounded off the day.

Sunday brought a taste of international scouting spirit. Although the KISC volunteer team—affectionately known as the Pinkies—were still in training, Andy stepped up to lead a morning of international games and activities. We weren’t sure if anyone else would join, but soon scouts from Denmark and Sweden arrived, and the field came alive with laughter and camaraderie. We played games under the sun, eventually moving indoors for a hilarious round of “This is a tick, this is a tock, a what?” The day also saw the rise of a camp favourite: the clothes peg game. Scouts stealthily clipped wooden pegs onto each other without being noticed, sparking laughter and surprise. What began as a bit of fun among our group quickly spread across the campsite, with scouts from other countries eagerly joining in.

That evening’s campfire, shared with Camp Alpine, was a roaring success—literally. Their fire was enormous, and their skits gave us a glimpse into their week. Our own performance was warmly received, and we were even asked to host another fire later in the week.

Monday marked the start of our high-adventure activities. We headed to Interlaken for white water rafting—a first for many of us. The instructors were fantastic, making the experience both safe and exhilarating. Launching ourselves off the raft into the lake at the end was a highlight. Unfortunately, afternoon storms rolled in, forcing the closure of the high ropes course we had planned to visit. But spirits remained high.

Tuesday was a slower-paced day, perfect for recovery. We hiked to Blausee, a lake so clear you could see straight to the bottom. The sun was back, and the peaceful walk gave us time to reflect and recharge.

By Wednesday, we were ready for more thrills. We returned to the high ropes course and tackled 14 different routes through the trees, including a nerve-wracking 20-meter speed abseil. That afternoon, we gave back to KISC by helping prepare the wood compound for the season’s chopping and storage. A light rain shower cooled us down and added a refreshing touch to the hard work.

Thursday took us to Adelboden for another adrenaline rush. Zip wires crisscrossed the river, offering breathtaking views and heart-pounding excitement. The bravest among us took on the bridge jump—a speed abseil off the side of a road bridge that was as terrifying as it was unforgettable.

Friday was our final full day at KISC, and we made the most of it. After beginning the camp cleanup, we headed out for one last adventure: mountain tubing. Sliding down a ski jump landing zone in rubber rings at speeds up to 75 km/h had us all screaming and laughing. That evening, we joined over 500 scouts for the international campfire. It was a magical night. Our scouts performed “Cecil,” and Andy led the Mango Song, with the entire crowd joining in. The sense of unity and joy was overwhelming.

Saturday marked the beginning of our journey home, but not before one last stop. We visited Luxembourg City, where we were treated to a private tour and a delicious dinner at the home of one of our scout’s parents. It was a warm and generous send-off. On Sunday, we completed the final leg of our journey, returning home tired but full of stories and memories.

While the high-adrenaline activities were unforgettable, the true heart of the trip lay in the friendships we formed. Singing a Swedish duck song, sharing stories around the fire, and laughing with scouts from across Europe reminded us of the global fellowship that scouting represents. This trip wasn’t just about adventure—it was about connection, growth, and the spirit of scouting that unites us all.