We were woken this morning by our three very excited children. “Mummy! Daddy! It’s snowed!!!” We were pulled downstairs to the big window in the lounge (as all the shutters on the windows upstairs were still shut) were acknowledged that we had a slight dusting of snow and drifted of to the kitchen for some coffee. Of course the kids were going wild planing snowball fights, building snowmen and going sledging… …but much to their disappointment it hasn’t snowed any more… …and it has actually nearly all melted. But I don’t think that they’ll have to wait to long for a proper snowfall and until then I’ve got time to sort out the winter gear in and find out what still fits these little beanstalks.
We started the day with a cable car up the mountain “Rothorn” (red horn) at the top we were overwhelmed with a fantastic view (well at least most of us were, our middle child is afraid of heights). With a sea of fog below us (that’s what it’s actually called in swiss german) we headed off down the mountain. A little refreshment on the way… …and a picnic at the Eissee (ice lake) helped the little ones refuel. A little bit further along we found our own ice. A couple of hours later (with a stop at the spring of the “Emme” which flows into other rivers and eventually ends up in the North Sea) we made it back down to the bottom… …down into the fog. With tired legs and a great sense of achievement we are now enjoying a quiet evening reading and in our oldest case playing games on any electronic devices he can lay his hands on.