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Switzerland: Trift Gorge, Zermatt
Arrived in Zermatt the previous day, and when having dinner in Nelly's Restaurant, we asked about a remote hut we could see a couple of hundred metres up the mountain. The waitress told us of a path that went up to it, and further up the Trift Gorge to a mountain hut where climbers could base before tackling the 4000m peaks surrounding it. So that was decided then, our walk for the next day would be the Trift Gorge.
A steady 300 metre climb out of Zermatt to the Alterhaupt where the hut we saw the previous evening was perched on the edge of a precipice.
The path up to Alterhaupt
The going now got easier physically, but I could sense I was going to have some problems returning the same route on the narrow paths. We continued winding our way up the gorge, to the Trift Hut.
This wasn't so much a hut but a grand old hotel, in a beautiful spot, nestled below the Gabelhorn and Trift Glaciers. Diane wanted to take another route down, but I took a look at the map and didn't like some of the drops, so better the devil I knew, we returned the same route.
Trift Gorge looking to Gornergrat
As it turned out, the only point I felt a little uncomfortable was when we stopped for a break and sat on a bench looking down into the gorge and up to the Gornergrat on the other side of the valley where Zermatt sits. Perception can be a funny thing and I made more of an effort to look up when descending the rest of the route, take in the surroundings, breathe deeply and try to overcome my fear.
Anyone who happens to read my ramblings will notice that the posts had dried up over the past four months. Fear not, I am still alive and very well! My attention to the blog has been remiss as I have been embroiled and a little overwhelmed by a special project that has now reached its conclusion and I am happy to announce here!
The law condemns the man or woman Who steals a goose from off a common: But lets the greater villain loose Who steals the common from the goose.
A rambler ascending from Belstone with the intention of reaching the summit of Cosdon, will likely pass a fine granite post close to the boundary wall of Skaigh known as Ska Corner (Grid SX 63307 93312). Closer inspection will reveal the intriguing inscriptions 'SZ1' and 'DC1’.