Day Six. The benefits of not being able to sleep
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Last night, I couldn't sleep. I did go to bed but because I caught a cold in the previous days, my own coughing kept me awake. After two hours of coughing, sneezing, tumbling and turning, I got out and went downstairs. Once there, I discovered it was snowing! Now, you have to know I am a romantic sod, and nothing is more romantic to me than snowfall. The down, gently descending, covers everything in a soft, white blanket. That virgin cover strengthens my belief the world is indeed a perfect place where the good always prevails.
night’s snowfall would guarantee breathtaking scenery during the day. Although
the morning started a little cloudy still, the sun soon appeared. Eelco was as
eager to go out and shoot some pictures as I was.
Col de la
Croix starts in a place called ‘Les Diablerets’ which is on the other side of
the mountain. Now, there are two ways of getting there; the fast way (going
down the mountain, on to the highway and be bored getting there) or the long
way (taking you through the mountains and meadows on almost off-road like
tracks). You guessed it, we opted for the nicer long way. The drive around the
mountain took us about three and a half hours.
place in a cozy restaurant where we had to enter through the ‘artists
entrance’. Lunch was great, you should read my review below. After lunch we
went up the ‘Col de la Croix’. In wintertime, given enough snowfall, this col
is closed and used as a luge track for sledges and sleighs. There was no barrier
to stop us, so, on we went. Although it is an official road and signs even let
every one know who goes where, people still looked at us like we were the devil
in a 4x4. My grandma used to say, “if a look could kill, I would be a corps by
now” and that was about the look we received. On our way up, we passed all
kinds of chalets and apartment buildings, and therefore felt we had every right
By now, it was four in the afternoon and we decided to go back to the chalet. It gets dark early in the mountains and we wanted to avoid driving in the dark. Once at the chalet, we learned (from a neighbor) that the chimney had been swept. Great! Like two seasoned cave dwellers, we lit a fire that would probably last all evening. In fact, it did and we all had a wonderful evening by the fireplace.