Once again, a look to the live computer weather cam of the Matterhorn in the morning, and we were off to our prearranged destination: Zermatt!! I had already lost and found my passport in my room before getting dressed so I was already drained! Again, this was a train ride. . .this time to Visp. That meant riding toward Interlaken where we had debarked for our ride up to the Jungfrau. Shortly after passing through Spiez, however, we entered a lonnnng tunnel that lasted for 20 minutes or so and came out on the other side of the Berner Oberland and in the the Canton of Valais.
An hour after leaving Bern, we reached Visp and changed to a cog railway for the ride up the valley to Zermatt. The ride up the valley to Zermatt in the morning was unbelievable! We got off the train and started walking up the main drag and something was wrong. . .There were taxis running up and down, garbage trucks. . .and then. . .DUH!! They were all electric golf carts. We were in Munchkinland!
Walking up the street, Sherry kept on saying, "Every day is prettier and prettier!" I wasn't quite getting on board until I saw "It." Between the the chalets, gleaming in the morning sun, looking at us from God's perspective. . .there It was!! Matterhorn!! Pam and Brian had been there to climb the Breithorn in June, so they knew the drill. On our way to lunch, they showed us the cemetery where the climbers of the region who didn't make the "final cut" were buried, including the ones who, in 1865, being the first to successfully reach the top, died on the way down. Once again, Darwin having his way.
We ate lunch on the veranda of the hotel where Pam and Brian stayed in June when they came down to climb the Breithorn, munching away with the Matterhorn looming over us, patiently waiting. After lunch, we headed up to the cable car and took it in the direction of Kleine Matterhorn, stopping at the stop just below the summit to get the better view of the Matterhorn and avoid the snow line.
The pictures sum up the rest of the trip pretty much (see slide show of Zermatt) except that when we got back to Bern, Brian and Pam took us to a delightful restaurant in Mazili by the Aare so we could dine to the rhythm of bobbing heads coming down the river.
And then we ended our day.
Walking up the street, Sherry kept on saying, "Every day is prettier and prettier!" I wasn't quite getting on board until I saw "It." Between the the chalets, gleaming in the morning sun, looking at us from God's perspective. . .there It was!! Matterhorn!! Pam and Brian had been there to climb the Breithorn in June, so they knew the drill. On our way to lunch, they showed us the cemetery where the climbers of the region who didn't make the "final cut" were buried, including the ones who, in 1865, being the first to successfully reach the top, died on the way down. Once again, Darwin having his way.
We ate lunch on the veranda of the hotel where Pam and Brian stayed in June when they came down to climb the Breithorn, munching away with the Matterhorn looming over us, patiently waiting. After lunch, we headed up to the cable car and took it in the direction of Kleine Matterhorn, stopping at the stop just below the summit to get the better view of the Matterhorn and avoid the snow line.
The pictures sum up the rest of the trip pretty much (see slide show of Zermatt) except that when we got back to Bern, Brian and Pam took us to a delightful restaurant in Mazili by the Aare so we could dine to the rhythm of bobbing heads coming down the river.
And then we ended our day.
Videos:
See "We are at the mouth of hell!" video.
See video of cable car arrival.
See video of cable car ride up to Trockener Station.
See video of Matterhorn from cable car.
See panoramic video of Matterhorn from the top.
See video of clouds slowly enveloping Matterhorn.
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