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The Grandes Jorasses as we climb up to Rifugio Bertone
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Tenting near Rifugio Bertone
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Looking back to Rifugio Bertone
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Companions here and there; they're inquisitive and gentle and,
hey, they make fontina
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The weather is always an issue; there are good days and bad;
if you're lucky, like us, you can go back and make up the bad
days later, maybe years later; if not, then you know that a bad
day in the mountains is worth two good ones anywhere else
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Trudging up toward the Rifugio Walter Bonatti; rain expected
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My favorite, Rifugio Walter Bonatti; a double room, a great
meal, great wine, great views, interesting fellow trekkers, hot showers, even a warming room to dry out boots and clothing... |
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Tenting near Rifugio Elena; lots of weekend climbers here;
you can drive right up to Elena and climb Dolent |
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The beautiful Val Ferret
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More crazy bicyclistes, before Monte Dolent
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Us, before Monte Dolent, nearing the Grand Col du Ferret, and
the Swiss border
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At Camping Philosophes, in Champex
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We had the Swiss version of cheese fondue in Champex;
rather bland and uninteresting, I thought; needed more
garlic and kirsch; but the scenery was genuinely Swiss |
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Next morning, picking a quart or more of
bilberries, the Euro-equivalent of
huckleberries |
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After a morning hiking uphill, picking
bilberries, and in anticipation of the variant
around Bovine, it's time for another glass of
wine; European trekking beats all others!
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