| Anna, loving the snow |
Zoe and her gorgeous cousin Ruby, at the train station
Waiting for the train
The hiking gang assembles at the top
Setting off
As previously mentioned, the start of the hike was rather hairy as the girls slipped around on the snow in their running shoes (we're still not quite the totally well equipped natives) and I kept an iron grip on Zoe's hand as we negotiated the very narrow trail with a vertigo-inducing drop on one side ('Fall INTO the mountain' I kept crying hoarsely), but, thankfully, after half an hour or so the trail levels out and then I could properly enjoy the sunshine and the snow and the company and the great views.
Anna leads the way
Zoe gets a rest
Our destination: the refuge de Plan d'Aguille
One of many, many snowballs thrown
Life in a hut (well, this hut, anyway) is very civilized: lots of tea and cake on arrival, lots of games and card-playing, and then a three-course meal cooked for you by the very nice hut manager, Claude. He'd made an extra-special effort to cook us some Haute-Savoie specialities, including veal cooked with cheese and lardons, and a potato far, a kind of salty-sweet custardy potato cake with prunes, which of course was completely rejected by the kids, a few of whom conceded to eat the veggie soup and most who just ate plain pasta. Wasted on them, I say, but not on me...
Zoe (and dolly) tucked up in her cozy bunk
The proud hikers
A beautiful shot up to where we were (just above where the snow starts)










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