Father Christmas turned up overnight. He is very reliable. The village had an additional Christmas present in the form of heavy snow, which had been falling since late last night. This morning, Wengen was silent. The snow always brings a quietness to the day, and people stayed at home.
It was a late start to the morning and an early finish as kitchen duties called. It was worth turning out though; the shortened day brought 6,121 vertical metres in 14 lift rides and 32 kilometres travelled.
Idle thoughts from a mountain 