Bernina Glacier, Morteratsch.

The Alps


Sunrise over the Inn.Upper Val Passiria from Timmelsjoch.

My first day in the Alps started in Rosenheim, in southern Germany, by the banks of the river Inn. A bike path follows the river for over 300 kilometers to its headwaters near Maloja, Switzerland. The next day, after two excellent climbs in Austria, I found myself looking down into Italy from the Timmelsjoch road.

The Altopiano (high plateau) of Asiago.

Descending from Asiago into the Po Valley.Ponte degli Alpini, Bassano del Grappa.

I love descents from the Alps into Italy's Po Valley: as you leave the cold, rarefied world of the mountains, the valley air warms your skin and rich odors fill your nostrils.

Tommaso conquers his first big climb.What, another climb?!

My cousin Tommaso was my traveling companion from Padova to Domodossola, via several passes in the Swiss Alps. His mood would tend to vary depending on whether he was at the top or the bottom of a climb. :-)

Ospizio Bernina, one of the highest railway stations in Europe.Sunset on Passo del Bernina.

Last light on the Bernina divide.Early morning, Passo del Bernina.Early morning, Passo del Bernina.

Bernina was the only pass this year that I crossed at sunset and with good weather. In fact, we slept up there, in the "Ospizio" next to the train station, so the next morning I caught some of the sunrise.

Company on Albulapass.Alpine church, Versam.

On our way to visit Heidi..

Timmelsjoch: breathtaking descent into Italy.Zig-zagging down into the Valais from Col du Sanetsch.Rush hour, Schöllenen Schlucht.

Some of the roads in the Alps are magnificent: here are a few examples, photographed on those rare occasions when I was disciplined enough to stop a descent and pull out my camera.

The climb to Sustenpass.The Swiss national team races off into the distance.Bridge and wildflowers, Sustenpass.

The top of Sustenpass.  Motorcyclists like to leave stickers.Glacier below Sustenhorn.

Nothing better than a little climbing on a sunny day.

Giant chess board, Meiringen.

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle decided that Sherlock Holmes would meet his death in the rushing waters of a torrent above Meiringen, in Switzerland. Today Meiringen is a strange and kitchy little tourist town, where half the place names make improbable references to the mythical detective's haunts in England.

Approaching Rosenlaui.Meadows and clouds, Rosenlaui.

Eiger.Sailboat on Thuner See.

As my friend Eddie would say, scenery in the Berner Oberland "has many fabulons."

The steepest climb I've ever attempted on a bike: north face of Col du Sanetsch.

Paragliding, Col du Sanetsch.Tunnel and lone pine, Col du Sanetsch.

One of the shortest ways to get from the Berner Oberland into the canton of Valais is via the Col du Sanetsch (2251m, 7428 ft). The north side is approximately a 1000m climb. It seemed doable enough at first, but soon the "road" became a steep hiking trail with an average grade of over 30%, and I ended up pushing and lifting my loaded bike over big rocks and across a couple of small torrents. But what a view! From the top, there is an exhilarating 1800m (5900 ft) drop along a tortuous asphalt road to the Rhône valley below.

The bridge to Simplonpass.

From Brig, in the upper Rhône valley, the climb up to Simplonpass is not too difficult. Tommaso and I were in Domodossola before lunch.

Go on to the slide show from Italy.


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