|  Dwight Peck's personal website
 Summer 
2005  Hiking 
  in the Parc National de la Vanoise 
 You 
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. A 
few days free, and hikes to be hiked. Where shall we go?  We 
turn at once to our Ira Spring and Harvey Edwards, 100 
Hikes in the Alps (Mountaineers Press, 1979), flip to pages 38-39, 
grin and head for France. The circuit of the Aiguille de la Vanoise (hike number 
13), in the Vanoise National Park (France's first national park, which set the 
standard for all those to come), is a classic walk amongst stunning scenery in 
the mountainous Savoie region of France south of Lake Geneva (Lac de Léman). First, 
let's get settled. In Champagny-en-Vanoise, as it turns out. 
 
  Now 
    we're in Champagny-en-Vanoise on a drizzly Thursday in August, and this is the 
    Hotel Les Glières which we found on the Web (website) -- our Hike Number 13 begins in Pralognan 
    but that town was full up and Champagny, just 15 minutes away up another side 
    valley above Bozel, looked great, and turned out to be 
    great. The Hotel Les Glières is a newish two-star with reasonable prices, 
    an excellent host, good rooms with great views, and a perfectly satisfactory restaurant 
    -- there's someone now, scrutinizing the restaurant menu on the street in front 
    of the place. Zoom 
  in.  
  Oh, 
    that's Kristin, before we've even unpacked the car. Kristin studies menus as others 
    do the Quran or the Book of Revelations (and learns much more from them). 
 Can't wait to get started 
 
  Champagny 
    lies at about 1250m overlooking Bozel 400m below, but up behind the village to 
    the east is a wonderful hanging valley some 7 km long, and the paved road ends 
    here at the trailhead of Le Laisonnay d'en Bas (1572m). 
 
  This 
    would make a great setting off place for hikes up to the northeast, and there 
    are two small summer villages on the way, Champagny-le-Haut (of course) at 1476m 
    and Friburge at 1510m. 
 Kristin 
has Saturday's hike all picked out . . . 
 there, 
La Grande Motte (3653m) . . . but alas the weather came in and we didn't get to 
have a go at it. 
 
  That's 
    the chapel in Friburge -- we're headed down for dinner now (enormous, delicious 
    local potato and cheese specialties that we couldn't get half through, excellent 
    inexpensive wines, and tiny little French beer bottles at prohibitive prices). 
 Friday 
-- It's time for Hike Number 13, and there's the refuge at the Col de la Vanoise 
-- but that's another story. 
 Following 
which, we're back in Champagny to have a look round at the tasteful lighting effects 
on a drizzly evening. 
 
  Champagny 
    is much like many another 1200m village trying to make it as a ski and sports 
    resort -- in many ways the villages themselves are all very much the same, with 
    new, nicely designed hotels, shops, and discos and lots and lots of expensive 
    second homes standing empty most of the year. It's tacky and easy to laugh at, 
    but, first, some of us LIKE tacky Alpine ski resorts 
    in general, in measured doses, and second, Champagny is 
    quite well done -- no sprawling salmon-colored stucco one-story hacienda-style 
    rancheros with huge wrought iron gates at the head of the drive, no murderously 
    rectilinear grey concrete condominia. Though the village's obligatory 
    Irish pub didn't look very Irish from the outside. 
 
  The 
    baroque church of Saint Sigismund (who?) stands on a rainy evening (and other 
    times as well) on a little hillock in the lower village (Champagny-en-Bas) . . 
    . 
 . 
. . but the upper village is where the neon is. Champagny's 
website is very informative, though somewhat overeager. 
 
  The church 
    of Saint Sigismund itsownself -- we tried to get in to see its famous "two 
    retables and a magnificent glory beam", but there were people in there praying 
    and what not and blocking the whole place up.  
 
  Saturday's 
    hike from Champagny-le-Haut didn't happen, as it was raining in a disspiriting 
    way, so we went 
    to see Chambéry instead, where it was not raining and everything was closed 
    anyway. That's here.  
 
  And 
    we're very sorry to leave Jean-François Millot and his Hotel Les Glières, 
    and rainy Champagny-en-Vanoise, but one of us has to go back to America and the 
    other has to go back to work, equally unlovely prospects.  
 
  Feedback and suggestions are welcome if positive, resented if negative,  . 
All rights reserved, all wrongs avenged. Posted 7 September 2005, revised 20 March 
2008, 29 August 2014.
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