Raising a glass to a good hike
And, I suppose like skiing, although with presumably less risk, you can combine it with another great pastime: drinking beer.
Sipping a beer and looking at mountains is one of my favourite things in the world. For me, hiking is to beer drinking what yoga is to meditation (stay with me here). As my newly qualified yoga teacher fiancée explained to me, the original yogis originally used yoga not so they looked good in jeggings, but so they could be fit and flexible enough to sit comfortably through long periods of meditation.
I can use hiking like this to enhance my beer experience. A long climb in the sun up a steep dirt trail is tiring enough that when you get to the top and survey the view you’ve earned with a cold one, it tastes like manna from heaven. You have to try it. It’s like an out of body experience in itself.
So I say to you cheers to the hiking season. I’m so glad it’s finally begun.
The temperature is rising which in Switzerland means only one thing. Hiking season! This is great for several reasons.
In the winter I dread conversations at the office coffee machine. This is because they invariably begin with “Where did you go skiing at the weekend?” This forces me to embarrassingly confess that I don’t ski, before blabbering a set of excuses until the other person’s nespresso has reached the top of the cup and they move on, wishing they had never asked.
In the summer months however, it’s a different story. As the snow melts, so too do my coffee area inhibitions. I stride up to that caffeine machine, treat myself to a large one (or more often a tea, you can take the man out of England…) and look around smugly for someone who wants to ask me about my weekend.
This you see, is because I hike. I love hiking. Hiking is awesome.
Hiking is what people in Switzerland do in the Summer and I do it too. I am no longer the nespresso pariah!
Lifting the snowy veil
Just like people keep telling me you can’t live in Switzerland and not throw yourself down mountains with wood tied to your feet (probably not wood, but I don’t know, never skied you see…), I do agree if you live in Switzerland you should try and hike.
For me, the mountains are even more breathtaking in summer than in winter. When the snow recedes from its mountain blanket state to become more of a mountain hat, the lush green of the valleys reveals itself. Frozen lakes become sapphire jewels teeming with life. Cows are released to jangle around the hillside with their stereotypically Swiss neck bells. As I said, it’s awesome.
Mike Stuart moved to Switzerland in 2013 when his better half Zoë landed a job in Zurich.