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Mont Tendre, 2003-2004

The Jura's answer to the Alps


Year after year, Mont Tendre, unlike western civilization, remains as much fun as ever. This is Winter 2003-2004.

October's chilly, foggy send-off on Mont Tendre, visiting Alison Peck and her Dad gamboling at the summit -- the latter still waiting for snow on Mont Tendre, the former soon going back to Hawaii.

 

Early December 2003

After the southern Foehn for two weeks, a very strong northern Bise wind on Mont Tendre, with fog.

A grey look to the mountain as we march along from the direction of Cunay and Marchairuz on 8 December 2003, supposedly meeting a dinner date at the summit.

Icy old summit pylon looming out of the fog. No sign of our dinner date yet.

Rimey Mont Tendre fenceposts at the summit, 8 December 2003. The dinner date still so far a no-show. It looks as if we'll have carried this bag full of 10 tunafish sandwiches and a small bottle of pickles all the way here for nothing.

The narrator, awaiting his no-show dinner date, tries to imitate the right-facing icy look of the fenceposts of Mont Tendre.

Blind dates never work out, even in the Jura! We pause to devour 8 of the 10 tuna sandwiches and then head for home, and the empathetic sun breaks through on the return trip, for about five minutes.

We're right at the fog line -- a little bit of sunburn, a little bit of windburn, a little bit of sunburn, a little more of the windburn. (Actually, the return trip towards Marchairuz in Times of Bise only gives you windburn on the back of your fashionable balaclava.)

Burst of sun over the next ridge, sauntering home propelled by a northern bise wind in December 2003.

Spectral icy hillsides. There's recently been another military exercise on this side of Mont Tendre, so to keep from slipping on the icy slopes you can frequently step gingerly from shell fragment to shell fragment, doing the Shrapnel Walk as it were.

More beautiful trudging-along scenes on the southern side of Mont Tendre, dashing off towards Marchairuz along the fog line and avoiding unexploded munitions where possible.

Still another Internet blind date for naught. Perhaps the specified meeting-place on Mont Tendre has led us on a Wild Goose Chase, yet again.

We're not finished with Mont Tendre for this winter. This was just a warm-up. Oops, wrong term for that.

The fog disappears near nightfall. A telephoto glance back at Mont Tendre from the meadow of Petit Cunay, on 8 December 2003. The summit pylon is the dark spot equidistant between the two trees. Looks like today anyway we'll make it back before dark.


We're back!

Thrilled by tales of Mont Tendre on 8 December 2003, on 14 December former President J. J. Pirri insisted upon accompanying us back to the scene, despite some fairly uncertain weather and what looked promisingly like the first decent snowfall, but wasn't.

Pretty high winds blowing across Mont Tendre on the Pré de Mollens side, 14 December 2003.

The narrator (above) occupied the time traversing the southeastern ridge of Mont Tendre by recounting to noted cinema scholar Dr Pirri every scene, glance, poignant line of dialogue, camera angle, and philosophical implication of the 1999 goofy western film entitled in French "La Ville des Legends de la Ouest", which, days later, cinema scholar Dr Pirri concluded was actually a US made-for-TV movie called "Purgatory", with a handsome Sam Shepard playing a dead Wild Bill Hickock and Randy Quaid aspiring for the same or nearly the same status.

Doubtful weather throughout, but really wild weather near the summit. Dr Pirri battens down the hatches for the dash to the top.

And then bolts for the summit pylon, in a typically Mont Tendre sort of wind.

Drs Pirri and Peck grip the summit pylon for celebratory photos and dart back down the hill.

Spare Mont Tendre vegetation, on the Chalet de Yens (or French) side of the mountain.
(Or more accurately, as Julien Zigliani points out, the "French-facing side of the mountain", but still in Switzerland.)

Dr Pirri plods down the wintry side of Mont Tendre, 14 December 2003.

A nice view of Mont Tendre's lovely desolation.

Near the Cabane de Cunay, Dr Pirri no longer waiting for the weather to relent, and preparing to have a whiz.

Dr J. Pirri approaching a tree and thinking about vicissitudes of life.

14 December 2003 ends in a glorious manner over the Jura.



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