18 June 2008

A week in the Alps

Last week I abandoned Kerstin and Yana and headed into the mountains for a weeks climbing. Organised during a drunken gathering about a year ago, the moment had finally arrived and we (three kiwis and a dutchy) were about to try and climb Mont Blanc (4808m), the highest mountain in Europe.

Everyone flew down to Munich (From Edinburgh, London and Lilystadt (Holland)) and in the campervan we did it in fine road-trip style to Chamonix via various places in Switzerland.

I have just received this picture in the post from the Swiss police taken from a security camera at a building site.










Susten pass - our first bit of tramping. After camping Friday night near the German/austrian border, we headed to Susten pass in Switzerland as a scenic way of travelling to the famous Jungfrau, Monch and Eiger mountains near Interlaken. Unfortuantely the road was closed, but we ignored that and drove up anyway to do some tramping. You can see one of the slips in the photo. We later found out why they hadn't bothered clearing it and reopening the road, when a second one came down later that day. We camped at 1900m and did a walk up to nearly 3000m (trying to aclimatise a little for the climbing ahead).





Nearing the top, we had a nice view of a neighbouring mountain and the slackers who took the lift to the top of it...










Because many of the huts in the Jungfrau region were still closed, we just did a few day walks in the area.










To get to Chamonix we blindly followed our Tomtom which decided the Kandersteg-Goppenstein train was the quickest way there. Fortunately it only cost CH20, so was actually a nice relaxing way to travel.







We had been carefully following the weather forecast in the Chamonix region the whole time (which changed every 5 minutes), and in the end we decided to head up and try our luck - we would be able to get weather updates at the huts. Because it was still quite early in the season, the train and gondola were closed, which meant I was able to persuade the others that we should do it like real men. On Wednesday, we parked in Les Houches (1100m) and walked up to the first hut - Tete Rousse (3200m).

At Tete Rousse we discovered that the Gouter hut (3817m), while not officially open (unlike what the info center had said), would allow people to stay anyway (unlike what the guide center had said), so we headed up the 600m so summit day would be easier and we could further acclimatise. Slightly higher than mt Cook in NZ, this is where we really started to notice the altitude - most of us had cracking headaches for most of the day. According to the GPS unit we had, air pressure was just over 60% that at sea level (at 4000m).

On arrival at the Gouter hut we had plenty of time so went for a walk up to just over 4000m towards Mont Blanc because we knew we would be doing the first section in darkness. This photo is looking east to Chamonix (valley) and Aiguille du Midi etc (mountains on right).






The Friday morning forecast was looking good, so we woke up at 2am ready to make a summit attempt, but unfortuately it was snowing and blowing, so after another false start at 4am, we finally got up at 5am and although we had given up on the peak, went for another walk. This photo on sunrise is roughly the same as the previous. We turned back on spotting the first cravasse and therefore never saw the peak (we had been planning to follow in everyone else's footsteps, and had therefore not carried a rope up). We then walked the 3000m back down to the campervan.

On Saturday morning we dropped Dan off and started on the long drive back to Munich. We stayed Saturday night in Rorschach, Switzerland right beside Bodensee/Lake Constance and hired a boat on the Sunday morning for a few hours before continuing on the way home.

25 May 2008

A Danube-themed trip

Over the long pentecost-weekend we took our campervan for a ride to the Southwest of Germany.

Firstly, we visited a place Lindsay had been dying to see for months - the area, where the Danube river dissappears completely into the ground on around 150 days of the year. Unfortunately we chose one of the remaining 215 days, but we spotted a few places, where the water was being whirled into the ground. And we managed to cross the giant Danube river on foot - with Yana!


Secondly, we went for a 3 hour tramp through the Lotenbach and Wutach gorges. The landscape was beautiful and the track was great. The only problems were (1) too many people on the track, causing a long row of people walking in a single file in some places; (2) too many people in the restaurant midway, causing us to wait for over an hour and never actually get our food; and (3) feeling really hungry and exhausted because we didn't get the food we had relied on in the restaurant.


Thirdly, we went to the city of Donaueschingen, where the Danube river (German: Donau) claims to have its source. Because the river is formed from two smaller rivers joining, however, the true source could also be somewhere else... And there is a bit of a rivalry going on between Donaueschingen and another city over who owns the true source of the Danube. We visited the source of the Danube, the Donau Tempel, went for a nice walk through the park, ate an ice cream and walked back through the city centre.


Fourthly, we visited the city Lindau, which is located on an island in lake Constance (German: Bodensee). We had been there before, which made Kerstin not want to go at first. But then she had to admit that it was a great idea to spend a nice sunny day in this pretty city.