MONT BLANC

We finally had our close encounter with 'Her Majesty' the grand old lady, Mont Blanc, on a side trip we made to Charmonix from Megeve. We were extremely lucky to actually had an entire week of good weather, including blue skies that matched what I thought was the bluest of skies when I was at Le Cordon Bleu in Sydney. Yes, it was cold, but when we were in the sun, and despite the altitude, one felt warm ... closer to the heat source, I guess. The cable car or 'telecarbine' took us to Aiguille du Midi, the highest point for mundane tourists like us. Standing at this vantage point what absolutely amazed me was a couple of eagles hovering effortlessly at that height, another example how the wonders of nature win over the smallness of human beings. Mont Blanc is another 1000 metres further up, even though it does not look that at all. Now we know why adjectives like; majestic, grand, regal etc are used to describe mountains and ranges. We were in awe, totally mesmerized by her expansiveness and commanding presence. I kept loooking at her, and at every angle I see a differnet perspective. The McCarthys invited us to experience the Alpine Spirit, and this day we spent in Charmonix alone was testimony. It was unforgettable!