I didn't actually bite off more than I could chew, but I didn't say 'no, that's too much' either. Suffice to day, I didn't make it through my partner's project to climb the Piz Disgrazia from the Swiss side last weekend. It was going to be long. The "normal"-ish way to go in winter, from... Continue Reading →
Foroglio
There's a village in Switzerland with this name, so of course I have to go there now! It looks cute. Uninhabited, no electricity, but it's a stop on a well-known hiking trail. Maybe I can convince my hiking buddy to go this summer? I found the village in a photo book at a friend's house.... Continue Reading →
Upping the Game
So I wanted to go climbing in a place that is too hot in the summer. It's south facing and not that high in altitude, so you kind of have to wait until autumn to go there. Zuestoll, it's called. It's not particularly popular because of the vomit inducing approach path. The "path" is along... Continue Reading →
Mother of a Muttenhorn
Many years ago I went on a hike and said to myself "I could really do this again some day because I didn't see anything!" The fog was so thick that day that there was no view. All I remember was a couple of men down in a really impossible spot trying to knock out... Continue Reading →
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 