Pleasant weather was forecast for this 7 men and a dog hike up to the Fruitières de Nyon from Genolier and then on to La Givrine, descent to Sus-Châtel on the little red train. Logged on an earlier reconnaissance as 11.8 km and 800m deniv.
Attending Drew (to St Cergue 530m), Mark 2Rs, Mervyn, Rob, Stephen, Thatcher, PeterT (Leader) and Kobie the Cobberdog (Leader’s assistant).
We set off shortly after 10am in sunshine. As this was Ascension day it felt good to be ascending directly from the parking above Genolier over the railway line and up the right bank of the stream called L’Oujon. It had been very dry recently and there was not a lot of water in the stream for Kobie to cool down in.
Steady progress was made upwards in a NW direction. At one point a little black mole was found by Kobie struggling in the path in the dry leaves. Happily Kobie was on the leash and could be pulled away. Others inspected the little fellow but it appeared that we had all packed enough for lunch so we let it be.
Passing up under the train line just below La Chèvrerie we reached the Arzier to St Cergue road after several halts for breath and water.
There was some cloud about so it was not too hot as we crossed the fields and up past a lunch spot of a hike a few years back. On into woods it was soon time to say farewell to Drew at 1125m as he left to traverse across to St Cergue – he made it at exactly 12.30pm – on time for his rendezvous.
The remainder of the peloton turned right and up through pleasant pine forest on a soft bike-track meeting the main trail to the Fruitières de Nyon at 1210m. It was then a pleasant short hike up the the FdN, through a field of cows at the top. Being a holiday the tables at the top (1333m) were full of families barbecuing sausages etc, so we passed through to a lunch spot on a small grassy mound just behind and above the building.
Thatcher was trying out a new medicine – RedBull. While the rest of us tasted some excellent red from Puglia then some Californian cabernet sauvignon. There were large kites circling above us – or were they vultures ?
Finally our Scottish division brought out some rather fine Tobermory. Altogether an excellent picnic among the flowers and grasses with views over the Lake and over to the Alps and Mt Blanc.
There remained an easy hike down across open fields and then forested tracks to La Givrine where we took beers and coffees while waiting for a short while for our train. The ride down was enlivened by meeting up with Rodney Allen a friend of PeterT’s, who had been hiking alone. In future he may also join our group. We were back at the cars at 3.30 or so and home in good time for a well earned siesta.
The leader would like to thank the attendees for being so (apparently) accepting of his faithful hound.
