I know that I’ve already dedicated a few posts to the splendor and majesty of the Alps, and maybe its because I’ve spent the last 33 years of my life in the northern plains of the midwest United States and so I just can’t get enough of these mountains, but if you’ll allow me just this one additional post on a recent trip we took to Ovronnaz in the Swiss Alps, and including a train ride up to the Matterhorn, then I promise not to even mention the Alps for at least another 3 or 4 posts.
Many of my previous photos and videos of the Alps were shot from a distance. On this trip, we rented a car and drove right up into the mountains. I shot the video below from a ski town — whose name I can’t recall — after we rode a cable “tram” halfway up the mountain where there was a place for us — and the other 50,000 people — to grab a bite to eat. (In retrospect, I probably let this video go too long by about 30 seconds… So sorry about that. I’m guessing you’ll get over it.)
This next video shows another way one should experience the Alps, that is behind the wheel of a car. Much to my passengers’ dismay, I shot this video as we were driving down from the hotel. As you will see, there are a lot of switchbacks because it’s a really steep mountain. Listen closely and you will also hear me being admonished by one female passenger, and “back-seat driven” by multiple passsengers who admittedly had valid suggestions, with which I immediately complied. And then there’s the bus… (Professional stunt driver on closed course. Don’t try this at home.)
We stayed at this great hotel with great big heated outdoor pools, or “baths” as they’re known, where we would always head after dinner. I didn’t take any pictures at the baths, but I did snap a few from off of our back deck. I thought all the criss-crossing jet contrails were pretty cool.
The whole trip was unforgettable, but if I had to pick a highlight, it would be our trip to see the Matterhorn. We drove from our hotel to a town called Visp, then determined that a ride up into the mountains would be more fun and less nauseating (see video above) if we were on a train, rather than in our car. We rode the train about 25 kilometers up into the mountains to the town of Zermatt. My friend’s son said he spent 5 days in Zermatt skiing and never saw the Mattehorn at all, on account of the fog. We got real lucky. Here we are — a rare family selfie.
… and here’s a better shot I took of the Matterhorn, all by itself.
I can’t thank you enough for the time and tolerating another “Alps” post. I promise to give it a rest now for a while.