Musings of an old goat. Reason tells me I am straining at the upper time limits of this game we were thrust into so many years ago. But I remain curious about all sorts of things. I find that the physical discomfort of living is totally overcome by the joys of living, learning, and loving. Every dawn gives promise of a new adventure.
Monday, July 18, 2005
The Matterhorn and Me
Actually, I was trying to put this picture in my Profile, but I haven't learned all the jargon yet. (There's a lot I haven't learned.)
Since it is here, this picture was taken about seven years ago at the top of the Gornergrat Cog Railroad in Switzerland. It's called "returning to the scene of the crime". About thirty years before that I had taken an "agony of defeat' fall down one of the trails leaving this spot. Never went skiing again.
Now in Florida it is nice to remember the nice white snow.
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In late '83, I took a 2-month solo trip to Europe. I went wherever I felt like and one day I went to Zermatt. I rented a lovely pine hotel room (everything seemed made out of pine in that room...furniture, floors, walls...) that had a view of the Matterhorn. But the clouds never lifted (it snowed while I was there), so I never got to see more than the base of it. That's all just to say: thanks for sharing this photo. :)
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