Cathedrals in the Clouds

When HWMBO and I first visited Chamonix and Mont Blanc in November 1994, taking the trams all the way up to l'Aiguille du Midi for a close-up view, one French woman on the tram confided to me that she considered the trip a sort of pilgrimage, one that she made every year.  "I feel as if I'm in a cathedral," she said, "and it's refreshing for my soul."  When one looks at these high peaks, even populated with intrepid climbers, one understands exactly what she meant.

So, it was no surprise when my summer visitors decided that they too wanted to make the trip to Chamonix-Mont Blanc.  They were somewhat daunted by the round-trip fare for the tram, but when I offered to "treat" them, they snapped the offer up.  Thus, up the mountain we went.

Once arrived at the highest station, it became clear that we had the unwelcome prospect of more steps to climb.

The girls stayed on the terrace below for a time to catch their breath.

They also studied the map of the area to orient themselves somewhat.

Mont Blanc would not show its face that day.  But fortunately, the plan of the area helped us to visualize what we would have seen but for the clouds

and to record my guests' visit for posterity.

The Aiguille du Midi was clearly visible that day.

We could also see the remnants of glaciers

and the town of Chamonix far below.

After we had looked around a bit, we visited the snackbar to warm ourselves with chocolat chaud

and then continued our exploration.

We were impressed by the number of climbers,

but preferred simply to watch them rather than to try the ascent ourselves.  If the girls had brought proper gear, I feel sure that they would also have tried the climb.

After a last look at the peaks

and one final photo-op,

we all took the trams back down the mountainside again and headed for home.  Would this be where they wanted to return with their mothers for an Alpine hike?  Stay tuned ....