Autumn in the Alps

Today was one of those days where the clear blue skies and still air begged you to take a ride up into the mountains, however it's not easy to find a walk with stunning views which is suitable for someone 38 weeks pregnant and should not really walk 1) far, and 2) vertically.



Ignoring common sense, we made our way out and up into the Massif des Brasses, only a 40 minute ride away. The Brasses is a small collection of 'grassy knolls' on the edge of the Vallee Verte, topping out at the Pointe des Brasses at over 1500m altitude. We stopped at La Joux, right at the southernmost tip of the range. The views are awesome, with 'ole familiar' (Mont Blanc) front and centre. Autumn was gloriously creeping down the hillsides too towards picturesque villages down in the valleys below.


The walk was easy too, and for those of you worried, Vero took her time which was fine by me as we stopped often to absorb the scenery. Short but very very sweet, especially considering the fact that it was probably our last chance for a long while to do such a thing together... next time we will have a little someone else with us :-)