Although the way to Bertone had been steep and difficult, I felt I had finally hit my stride.
It was a moment of wonder, one of the most amazing things I have ever seen.
When you are walking on a trail, you put one foot in front of another, and when you are writing about the trail, you put one word after another as you describe it. But on the trail, sometimes you have to pause and reflect. Am I hungry or thirsty? Hot or cold? Tired or energized?Continue reading “TMB: Pause and reflect”
From our hotel in Les Contanimes, you could see, far in the distance, a distinctive peak that looked a little like a jaunty cap on top of a monolith. It looked like it would take a while to drive to that peak, and it was about half of what we were going to do thatContinue reading “TMB Part 3: Col du Bonhomme”
On the first official day of the tour, we woke up early and ate whole-grain bread, cheese, yogurt and honey for breakfast. We left at 8 a.m. and walked across Les Houches to the Belllevue cable car. It took us up 1,500 feet and we began our hike, which was mostly downhill that day. AfterContinue reading “Tour du Mont Blanc, Day 2: More cowbell”
We were walking on the roof of the world.
A trip to the mountains is a good reminder of the things that matter.