When you have worn out your shoes, the strength of the shoe leather has passed into the fiber of your body. I measure your health by the number of shoes and hats and clothes you have worn out. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
After a strenuous morning of hiking, we finally made it to the highest point of our week-long trek, the Col de Chaviere at 9,173 feet/2, 796 m. It was indeed a long hike up to the top but once we arrived, it was like no place on earth. A place that was so utterly fantastic, that it took my breath away and reminded me why I love to be up in the mountains on top of the world…
As we headed up with me in the lead, anxious to arrive, I prayed the clouds would stay low and the fog we’d seen earlier in the morning wouldn’t return. Otherwise our highly anticipated view of Mount Blanc would be all but a dream.
As we got higher, the terrain began to change as did the landscape. It was barren but bold and beautiful in its own unique way.
Despite the harsh landscape and lack of greenery, I was amazed to find so many pretty, robust wildflowers finding their way through the rocks and rising to the sun.
Finally, the top was near. I was in the lead and with the others a few minutes behind. I could hardly wait to reach the crest and win my view. Some clouds had drifted in around the peaks. Hopefully I wouldn’t be too late.
I took that one last step and I arrived on top of the Col…
And this was my view….WOW! Mount Blanc is soaring majestically above the clouds and she is spectacular.
Luckily the others arrived just in time to see Mount Blanc and take a few more photos. It was by far the most spectacular views of the hike. It made me crave for more.
Unfortunately the true wanderlust is never satisfied. There’s always got to be one more trip. But seeing views like these made me dream. And hope. And plan. For yet another mountain.
This post is a continuation of my series on my hiking trip, Tour de la Vanoise. To read more of these posts, click here.