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de la Neuve in whatever snow we might still find
winter that began with good snow and then lost its concentration -- and then found
it -- but then, as all good things, ended.
may not find this terribly rewarding unless you're included here, so this is a
good time for casual and random browsers to turn back before they get too caught
up in the sweep and majesty of the proceedings and can't let go.
clumped over the soggy meadows of Les Echadex, 20 April 2008, Dr Pirri notices
mountain flowers beginning to appear and tries to remember what they are called.
was as close as we could come at the time. Little purple and white ones. We tried
ibises, lavenders, gentians as in the D.H. Lawrence poem, jonquils, orchids, daffodils,
chameleons, dandelions as in the salads, nothing seemed right until we googled
it later. "Crocuses".
now, Mister Snowshoe Man?
are a whole series of ridges along the front of the Crêt de la Neuve, and
this is one of the easy ones.
is a not so easy one in mushy snow, but . . .
. . there's only one more to go after this one.
the last one is turning out to be pretty mixed ground.
Crêt de la Neuve heaves into view
back along the top ridge -- purposeful, dynamic, and determined snowshoe tracks
have propelled us towards our rendezvous with some fake Gouda.
observation deck with the Drapeau Suisse. Once again it's got all tattered and
torn over the winter.
Pirri struggling to reach the summit -- "because it's there".
running entirely out of snow just at the wrong moment. Another summit assault
flag in tatters again. Hell of a wind up here, some nights.
and the Alps in the distance
Gouda (from Germany). Denner's doesn't care where it comes from, as long as they
can sell it for 1/3 as much as the competitors can.
more sauntery way back to the car through the forest, spinning George Bush yarns
for amusement along the way.
and suggestions are welcome if positive, resented if negative, .
All rights reserved, all wrongs avenged. Posted 24 April 2008, revised 11 September 2014.