Showing posts from July, 2011

Australia: One last crack...

Events in Tasmania, back in April, had left a sour taste in my mouth and the following weeks have seen me mulling over the decision as to whether I should give the Overland Track another go. How fickle I can be because last Sunday, I had resigned myself to the fact that I had to move on to pastures, or trails, new.

Switzerland: “We all came out to Montreux…”

It’s with a heavy heart that I left Zermatt today, especially on such a beautiful one. The horn was looking stunning in a cloudless sky. But I had to be making tracks for Lausanne, where I would be staying for one night, a short hop to the Montreux Jazz Festival.

There is a great positive in travelling alone; you can take decisions without consultation or consideration for others, and today was an example.
When I awoke this morning, I weighed a few things up; the weather forecast, from Sunday, for the next seven days was dire, could I justify the outlay of staying another week given the opportunities for walking were now less, and would the cost of rescheduling my flight prove the cheaper option. In the end, I decided that £213 to change my flight was the frugal one and so I am heading home tomorrow. I don’t regret this decision as I can either save some annual leave or head down to Dartmoor for a few days.
The British pound is in such a position now that travelling abroad is not chea…

Switzerland: Taschalp to Sunegga

I’ve got a room mate, an American called Thomas turned up late, just as I thought I had the dorm to myself! Oh well, never mind. About 10pm, we went in search of somewhere for Thomas to eat, and we ended up at the Brown Cow Pub, until gone midnight. A later night than I anticipated.

Switzerland: A Lazy Start …

I arrived in Zermatt on the Saturday; its an unashamedly touristy town, and who can blame it when it is nestled below the most recognisable mountain on the planet; The Matterhorn.