Driving through more breathtaking mountain landscapes we were amazed to find a campsite nestled in a small valley. As we parked the farmer was herding his dairy cows through the area and the noise made by the bells they wore sounded like giant wind chimes.
Even though we were still 40 minutes from the Swiss border there was a small chapel (image at top of post) and a Swiss restaurant 100m up the road and Deb was hanging out for a cheese fondue, unfortunately it wasn’t the best but the sausage & onions made up for it.
Arrived at Chamonix in the afternoon and spent the afternoon exploring. We have never been so bowled over by the ‘quaintness’ of a town, it was right off a chocolate box.
The next day we caught the cable-car up to Mt Blanc. I have to say how proud I am of Deb for making the trip without being too scared …. or sick.
On the ascent there is a stop halfway where you change cars and I was quite surprised to see people getting off at the stop and donning climbing gear before climbing the rest of the way to the summit.
The top cable-car station consisted of several buildings and platforms spread out over a few peaks that were joined by bridges. As you made your way from viewpoint to viewpoint you could see various climbing groups arriving or leaving through gates in the viewing fences.
Please drop in next month when we head for beautiful Lake Geneva and into Switzerland.