Sixteen Going on Seventeen & Bright Copper Kettles

There is not much to say about this song in relation to our adventures, however, the song came to mind as I recounted the day.

At the midway point coming down Aiguille Du Midi, everyone has to change gondolas. We decided to get off and explore.

First stop was grabbing the last sandwiches at the little café. As we found a picnic table we heard, “Go HOKIES!” Yes indeed, our clan of VA Tech clothing advertisements was spotted and greeted warmly on the side of the French Alps by fellow Hokies. College memories from different years were shared and smiled upon. “18 going on 50+,” should have been the caption for this moment in time snapshot.

The mountain snow was thawing, patches of dirt and rocks were seen peeping through the snow. Several of us went out for a hike. Sarah and Zach scouted out the trail ahead.

Eventually 4 out of 6 of us ventured on toward the hidden alpine lake, Lac Bleu. I, personally, did not need someone older and wiser telling me what to do. I knew hiking uphill in snow and ice was not for me.

Mazie and I took the gondola to the bottom and enjoyed a 4-D movie. Once home we saw evidence that Cody missed us by moving our socks near his best friend, Pooh Bear. We ended the night at a fun restaurant that had bright copper kettles and pans hanging for decoration. Our last dinner out and Raclette was on the menu, on the table, and in our mouths.

The Sound of Music Goes to Italy

June 2023

A lot of this year has been about experiencing new places, adventures, and culture. With each new adventure I find myself researching the history of the experience. Sound of Music became the theme of  this vacation with Greg and Sarah, after our joint Google photo album was named, “Sound of Music.” While this is one of my top 5 favorite movies I did not title the photo album. My research began on the VonTrapp Family and the movie. “The von Trapp’s real-life departure from Austria was less dramatic,…In daylight, the family exited the gate at the rear of their villa and crossed the railroad tracks that ran behind it to board a train to Italy…” Italy…yes the tie in to this post about traveling to Italy over the Alps.

25 years ago my sister and a friend tried to cross the Alps via a cable car ride from France to Italy. Needless to say we were not able to because the cable car transportation was still closed for the winter season. Just a reminder 25 years ago there were no cell phones or handy internet services to check schedules prior to arriving. 

Back to 2023, I was excited to have the chance to cross the alps via cable cars. The kids were excited to visit a new country. One traveler was not thrilled about going in a cable car but conquered the fear and later reported it was worth it.

At the Italy station we explored the restrooms and café,

observation tower,

and stairs leading down to the snow before heading back to France.

Riding above glaciers, mountain peaks, and step walls of snow and rock was breathtaking. The great outdoor adventurers looked like baby ants in this vast mountain range. Rock climbers became camouflaged against their rock face. Ravines of snow reminded me of biscuit dough after being stamped by the cutter.

We had a great morning on top of the Alps. The weather was incredibly cooperative. The clouds quickly rolled in while we were in Italy. Half way down the mountain into France we decided to stop at the changing station for more exploration and lunch.

The Sound of Music

Aiguille de Midi

Despite the forecast predicting rain for the next 5 days we awoke to a bright clear blue sky at 7am.

Randy scored early tickets for the ascension of Mount Blanc observation area on Aiguille du Midi.

The gondola was packed with climbers and everyone else wanting to capture a rare clear day. Not anyone’s favorite thing to be packed like sardines in a cable car, suspended over snow covered mountains, or pressed against climbing gear.

The hills (mountains) are alive with the sound of music (people)

With songs (noises) they have sung (heard) for a thousand (hundred) years 

Once at the top the woolen mittens and hats adorned our bodies. The air was thinner and crisper than down below. Despite people talking about the beauty around, the area was still and silent. 

This magnificent, rock-jagged mountain range stretched across France, Italy, and Switzerland. We saw hikers beginning to transverse ridges and cross the Vallée Blanche area from the observation tower. They looked like ants barely moving.

We took our turns in the glass room known as the “Step into the Void” room with a glass floor. Explored the tunnel of snow, and enjoyed being in all the beauty. Over the intercom we heard the announcement about the cable car ride to Italy being open with no wait.