Eigernordwand 3

More scenes from my Eigernordwand walk...

The trail, further on; lots of people, some

hiking up, most hiking down; it's a relatively new

trail

The north face is too angular to hold much snow or ice, but

there are some snow fields and dozens of waterfalls on the

lowest cliffs

Another, closer up

Another

Cutting some interesting deep clefts in the

limestone

Ditto

And at last we're back down, near Alpigen and

the train ride back 

Random Oberland scenery from the train

And back in Grindelwald

Vicki spent the day favoring her knee, reading, and doing the wash. I owe her yet another one.

Eigernordwand 2

It was a good day for hiking. Under the north face, however, it is a bit tricky to guess the right time to be there and see what you want to see: increasing valley haze, clouds, position of the sun and shadows, and so on, are all complicating factors. Part of the north face phenomenon, in this hemisphere, is that they get little or no direct sunlight. So in July, you're staring up into the sun, trying to see a 5,000 foot face that's in the shade. With the angle, foreshortening of perspective, other things, it can be frustrating. But still pretty neat...

Part of the station at Eigergletscher...enlarge to see the cogs

on the middle tracks

Closer up of Eiger glacier

Rounding a bend as the trail begins, you get

sort of a profile view closer up

Your can see the trail, upper right, and the terrain, which

was pretty easy

Looking toward the summit betwixt two

huge pinnacles

Below, the crossroads of Kleine Scheidegg

Play of shadow, angle, light, somewhere

below the north face

Round another bend and you're below the

"direct" area of the north face climbs, with

this helpful sign depicting some of the

classic attempts/routes; the box shows the

position of the Eigerwand train station,

inside the mountain, where you actually stop,

get out, go look out the big windows; the

weisse spinne above is the famous White

Spider, which conveniently funnels all the

avalanche and rock fall above onto the

north face routes; the sign well conveys

the concave nature of the whole face; in the

30s they called it all the "Mordwand"; the

north face is mostly climbed in the winter

nowadays

Artsy-fartsy attempt...

Grindelwald and valley below; and the Weisshorn

Another summit-ward view

Clumps of tiny Alpine flowers everywhere

Eigernordwand 1

Thursday the clouds hung low over the mountains and valley, and, apart from a few reconnoitering walks, we did not do much. Friday I was up early to hop the 8:17 train out of Grindelwald up to Kleine Scheidegg. From there I walked up to Eigergletscher and began my crossing of the Eigernordwand, the Eiger North Face, albeit on a trail, generally on the 7,000 foot contour, above tree-line and just below the the first bands of cliffs.

Early morning prospects for a good day

The Hotel Bellvue, at Kleine Scheidegg, from which, in

the 1930s, tourists could watch attempts on the

Eigernordwand; I stopped for coffee and a look around

The Jungfraujoch--the saddle between the Monch and the

Jungfrau; on the left is the "Sphinx", the observatory/train

station...the Jungfraubahn takes you from Kleine

Scheidegg up into the Eiger, with a stop on the North Face

itself, then back through the Monch and to this station (we

did this years ago with the girls); the Jungfrau summit is on

the right

By 9:45, the Junfraujoch was clouding up; pity all the

hundreds of people who paid $100 a piece for the view

from "The Top of Europe" this morning

Swiss ingenuity: no tarn where you need one? Just build
your own!

Profile of Eigernordwand, way below the

Eigergletscher

From the Eigergletscher moraine, looking

across the Lauterbrunnen Valley--which is

so far down in the hole you can't see it;

among the cliffs are the Staubbach, the

famous waterfall, the village of Murren on

top, and, above right, in another cloud, the

Schilthorn, which I climbed Monday

A marmot on a rock just below the Eigergletscher

Off the Jungfrau, a flock of Crebain out of Dunland; no,

wait, that's New Zealand; or the Misty Mountains; or ...

Looking across the Eiger glacier to the

summit of the Monch

Lazy Day in Grindelwald

Tuesday we moved from Lauterbrunnen to Grindelwald. Pullling up stakes and driving the 20km took a good part of the day, as did finding and setting up camp at the Gletscherdorf campground in which we are now parked. It is by a glacial torrent, coming down from the Shreckhorn and its glacier, right at the northeast base of the Eiger. We have sort of an angular view of the Eigerwand. The Finsteraarhorn, the tallest of the Berner Oberland group, is just above the aforementioned glacier. We had seen and done the things we wanted to do in Lauterbrunnen, and I had tired of the $wiss anal greed on such spectacular display at the $hitzenbach campground. They charge for garbage, hot water for diswashing, showers,  wifi, etc. Where we are now is about the same price, but everything is included, even wifi. Luxury! And a pleasant and helpful staff too, unlike Shitzenback and Ms. Piggy there. And no tour busses of US and UK college students. But I digress.

Wednesday we resolved to do nothing, and then to rest. We accomplished this by walking into Grindelwald, a quarter of a mile perhaps, doing some grocery and window shopping, and then returning to the campground for a warm afternoon of reading, resting, and internetting under our awning. For dinner we enjoyed a salad and cheese fondue. Gruyere and Emmentaler, bought in the right places, and Kirsch, etc. Probably not many others were doing fondue this evening--we usually do it for Xmas--but we have our customs and traditions to uphold: when in the Berner Oberland, eat cheese fondue, no matter if it's 93 degrees outside. The chocolate course, with Caillier's, bananas and strawberries, is later this evening.

Oh, and Happy Bastille Day, y'all!

In Grindelwald, the Eiger on the right

The Finsteraarhorn, I think, is the one of the right; maybe

the left...

A 1930s tri-motor flies over the Eiger summit

Main street, Grindelwald

One of the world's more scenic putt-putt courses

They do parasailing here too, though not as profigately as

in Chamonix

Evidently Victorinox makes Swiss Army parasails; also

peels potatoes and adjusts valves on Porsches; and

downloads 8G for presentations

Making hay, the old-fashioned way; you have to admire

their work ethic...

Vicki's new camper-sized fondue pot for two

Ascent of the Schilthorn

Monday I climbed the Schilthorn, 10,000-something feet, partly for nostalgia (I had done it in 1979 or 1986, can't remember), partly for the view of the Berner Oberland. I took the cable-car from Lauterbrunnen to Murren, from 2,600 to 5,300 feet, then walked the rest of the way, via the PanoramaWeg. It was the most walking/climbing I have done in a while, but entirely worth it. Vicki spent several hours walking the valley.

The night before, alpenglow on the Breithorn

On the trail the next morning, in cow

country; international language for

electrified fence

Alpine flowers in full riot-gear

Lunch-time view from the trail: the three amigos, Eiger,

Monch, and Jungfrau

Another thousand feet, Piz Gloria, the Schilthorn

Setting for an early Bond movie, On Her Majesty's Secret

Service; George Lazenby as Bond, not Indiana Jones' dad

UNESCO-approved view of the three, from Schilthorn,

and the "village" of Murren below

Breithorn from Schilthorn

Famous sign on the razor-edge trail

Justified, too

Big mountains make their own weather: all

afternoon a killer cloud had clung to the north

face of the Eiger