For this outing we were left without our Bleader, who for some inexplicable reason had left an essential part of his velocipede (to wit a modified pedal crank) in the UK.
To compound the dilemma, his able deputy offered an even more feeble excuse for absence – something about dog sitting. Isn’t it about time Kobie got a bike? That left the peloton to organise itself and yours truly stepped up.
In the event just four of us (Mark, Mervyn, Peter S, & Richard) assembled at the Everness at 09:30 for a morning ride, hoping to avoid the forecast rain.
After some banter about the current Tour de France a democratic(?) decision was reached to climb to Bonmont – our own Mt Ventoux – via a familiar route: Grilly, Gex, Veysancy and La Rippe.
As Richard, the sole e-biker, waited for the peddlers to reach Vesancy, the first drops of rain began. Was this the forecast 12:30 shower arriving two hours early? Or just MeteoSuisse getting it hopelessly wrong again? Oh well, we were in France, just. And while on the topic of vicissitudes, Vesancy really could do with a café for coffee now that O’Chateau no longer serves the purpose.
Donning rain gear we rode on to the foot of the shaded Bonmont climb. I for one shed a layer to avoid a personal sweaty sauna during the ascent By 11:30 we reached the summit with Peter claiming the polka dot jersey. We did check that this time he wasn’t on his e-bike, but being a doctor perhaps he has access to performance enhancing substances? Nevertheless, chapeau Peter!
Ten minutes later we had descended to Crassier and we’re sitting in the terrace of La Semplicita enjoying overdue coffees, as per Richard’s request. Or did he really want a beer but was too bashful to ask?
That indulgence cost us a subsequent drenching as the 12:30 downpour did materialise as we were passing Divonne lake.
Home in time for lunch and to reflect on our morning exertions. There had been no rain in Commugny!
I clocked 44Km and an estimated 600m dénivellation. Thanks team.
It was time to re-attempt the Parmelan, known to some as the Parmaham, others as the Parmesan. Here was the flyer :-
Dear GinHikers, For this upcoming Thursday 17 July I am proposing to visit David’s old favourite, not the hard cheese normally grated, but – The Parmelan. The weather forecast looks to be dry.
Parmelan is one of the must-sees of Haute-Savoie. Visible from the surroundings of Annecy, its imposing cliffs dominate and make it a panoramic viewpoint that will amaze any hiker. The ascent by the Grand Montoir is delicate, with passages exposed to heights on a narrow and steep path. Although entirely secured by chains and ramps, the passage can scare people with a fear of heights; I thus advise the use of a rope.
The route I propose describes a loop which starts at the Bois Brûlé parking lot and descends smoothly through the Petit Montoir. The plateau of Parmelan is very sculpted by erosion as chasms and fissures form the lapiaz.
On the right of the parking lot, the path gets into the forest and becomes quite steep very quickly. Follow the direction of Chalet Chappuis reached in 20 minutes and already offering a beautiful view of Lake Annecy and Dents de Lanfon. Turn left to reach the junction with the road coming from La Blonnière, and continue again to the left. After a good walk, the trail gives the right to admire Parmelan’s cliffs and runs down to the bifurcation of the Petit Montoir where you take a right towards the Grand Montoir. By entering the Grand Montoir, vigilance is in order: the pathway, although secure, is still difficult.
Indeed the weather was set fair with early clouds forecast to disperse leaving a clear and sparkling day.
Richard had some fore-knowldege of a buvette on the top, which might have attracted more punters, but after receiving many apologies and excuses, some tendentious, some robust, five of us and a dog turned up at the Divonne parking at 9.10am, with Richard joining us later at the start. At the last minute MikeH pulled out for medical check reasons.
Attending : Mervyn, Nathan, Ralph, Steven (Ralph’s brother – a photographer from Blighty and who has been on previous hikes (Incl Le Salève)), me and Kobie with Richard meeting at the Parmelan parking.
As we approach the mountain a herd of cows gave an opportunity to take this shot from the car:-
The Lost World in sight behind the milk train
As we drove up the zig zag mountain road, cars in front and behind foretold that there would already be a number there and indeed it was a pretty crammed parking lot (at 1167m) as we arrived, but there was room for us all. Clearly the Parmelan was going to be busy today, but I saw this as a good sign in that here is a hike really well worth doing.
Richard arrived shortly after us and we assembled for the task ahead, 700m of up, steady at first but getting steeper and a little tricky in the Grand Montoir. The weather was perfect and the team were in high spirits, including Kobie who was pleased to be back in the peloton.
Kobie arriving at the first view point at Chalet Chappuis 1251m. Les Bauges in the distance.Initial views over AnnecyAnd beyond
At Chalet Chappuis the views are expansive and give only a hint of what is to come. We continued steadily up stopping for a drink at the 1500m level before the path bifurcates, Grand Montoir to the right, Petit Montoir (and our descent route) to the left.
Initial drink stop
There are notices here that the paths are dangerous in winter when the gulleys are snowed up, as when twenty five years ago or more I recall they were badly verglassed and Jill and I retreated.
Peter carrying two pairs of sunspecs, one being Ralph’s he had left on a rock
And so to the crux section of the Grand Montoir and I fixed Kobie on his leash. There were a number of parties ahead of us, but all moved steadily up in good humour.
The tricky section commences – Steven and Kobie (cleaned up pic)Be a Wares of what lies ahead! Two Wares looking wary, and Kobie bemused at followersNathan making steady progress with Richard behind
The path steepened and some exposure began to be felt. A stout wire was available for pulling on or just for balance.
Perhaps the crux move with the wire being usefulSame move from belowMervyn using the key foothold, a metal peg (that Kobie didn’t use.. and possibly Ralph too)Onwards upwardsKobie leading me up. The kind lady in blue ahead gave us some water for Kobie later in the day
We zig zagged up the steep trail, passing some, allowing others past us.
Ralph enjoying the climb
We all regrouped after the main section and took the final steep section at leisure – well almost. Soon at the col, Kobie looked for shade while we regrouped again.
A notice stated that dogs should be on a lead as the chickens thereabouts are aggressive, so I retained him on the leash. The team all looked in good shape and I think had enjoyed the mild excitement of the steep path cut in rock. So we tootled up the remaining 80m to the hut at the top – the Chalet Hôtel C.Dunant, next to the Croix de Blondet.
Richard passes the Savoie Flag near the summit hut, high mountains behind. Steven’s Flag shotCrowded summit. But superb views.
There were quite a number of folk at the top, enjoying the fine views. As Richard had predicted the restaurant/bar was open and we went inside to escape the sun. Ralph ordered large beers for us all which were cool and refreshing.
Ralph ordered beersWatering the dog
Suitably refreshed we set off to conquer the actual summit of the Parmelan, not far off.
Summit cross.Summit View, Salève and Lac LemanSummit View WestwardAnnecy Lac in zoom (Steven shot)Annecy in full viewIndeed the views were stunningGin Members atop the Parmelan
It was time for lunch and we found some suitable rocks close to some shade for Kobie. Some red wine was shared and we did toast absent friends. They were missing a real classic. Kobie benefitted from Richard’s suasage and apple.
Lunch stop, as good as it getsUp in the high life again
We all agreed that the fluid from Richard’s bottle was indeed excellent. Sirin Lingonberry liqueur from Finland.
Parmelan picnic banterHikers at the top seen from our picinic spot, Kobie under an adjacent tree in the shade
Well refreshed and in a merry mood we upped sticks and set off back down to the col. An alternative but longer route traverses the lapiaz, but this was not needed today.
Starting the descent with the lapiaz in the middle ground.
We had some astounding views over to the big hills, with Pointe Perćee not too far off. It was warm and Kobie, having escaped from the aggressive chickens, took time to shelter from the sun.
Kobie shelters as Steven is supplied with meds (Magnesium tablets)
We stopped as Steven expressed signs of cramp, and he took on some mag tablets. This would not have been of interest for this record but for what happened shortly afterwards. We set off back down the trail towards the Petit Montoir and within 5 minutes or so at the front I heard news from the back that Steven had turned back; he had left his camera on a rock when we had stopped. Very shortly after a young lady appeared holding Steven’s camera. We thanked her profusely. (Richard believed she had looked at the photos in the camera and recognised us from crossing us in her ascent).
All that was needed was to recover Steven. We called him by phone and he was soon reunited with his beloved camera, relieved if not over the moon.
Steven get’s his camera back.The easy trail of the Petit Montoir (the Parmelan above)The trail passes under the big cliffs
The trail descends gradually and then traverses back under the cliffs to the junction with the path up the the Grand Montoir. It was here that the kind lady gave Kobie some water from her pouch. We moseyed on down to the Chappuis Chalet where chickens were wandering among the hikers.
Chappuis 2, on the descent
On the final trail Kobie took an early bath.
Kobie posing in the bath
We were soon back at the car and rehydrating. It had been a warm hike, getting hot finally.
We said farewell to Richard and all the other fellow hikers we had been meeting on the trail, before driving back to Divonne (1 hour, no trouble) and then over to Mervyn’s for some cool beer in the garden.
Summing up the day
A super hike in great weather, fantastic views and great comapny. I had 701 m (not 750m ?) and 11.5km (not 9km ?). My monitor also showed I had got my heart into level 5 (145 bpm and over) for 30 seconds. This rarely happens on hikes…. And Kobie slept well that night. Thanks for the fun everyone.
My hips not being great for steep climbs, I proposed a short walk up in the hills to avoid the heat in the plain. It started at La Cure so Paul Sochaczewski, Tim Goodyear and Richard Flett boarded the train from Nyon and picked me up (Mike Muller) at Trelex. We were joined by Robert O’Riordan at St Cergue. At La Cure we were met by Mark Warren who had come by car. Peter Drew cancelled at the last minute due to a bug biting his foot.
The weather was ideal – a bit under 20 degrees with sunshine and blue skies. Accordingly the 6 of us struck out from La Cure railway station at 11.30 hours protected by Nessie the cairn terrier.
We followed the road up through an area of chalets and then crossed the road to go through the Bois de la Pile (see map below). Coming out of the forest we sauntered through some fields being grazed by cows and walked under a path which could have taken us to the Couvaloup de Crans. We continued through La Trélasse before arriving at the car park of La Givrine which is famous for being built after 35 years of pfaffing about between the Swiss and French authorities.
We were lucky to have dined at the restaurant La Givrine. Because normally they are closed midweek. I had contacted them via email to verify this information (they don’t have a website) and they proposed to open exclusively for us if we would be a minimum of 8 eaters. We would be 7 + Nessie and this was acceptable (in the end only 6 because Peter withdrew). The food was typical mountain fare and quite acceptable to our taste buds.
Paul had ordered mushrooms which lead us to discuss the Australian lady who had managed to kill several members of her family after serving a dish with poison mushrooms that she claimed had been bought at Woolworths. Apparently Woolworths is alive and well in Australia and some other countries, unlike most of her dinner guests in question. She was found guilty.
This led us on to discussing how to kill somebody and get away with it. One example is to stab somebody with a sharp knife made out of ice. But you need to do this in a sauna so that the evidence melts away quickly. Or how do you get rid of the body? An example was evoked from the film Snatch which involved hungry pigs. Such lighthearted discussion was in order to avoid spending too much time discussing the perils of AI.
I forgot to take a picture of the group, so here instead is a photo of our body guard.
The walk was about 5km (up 127m and down 90m) and took 1.5 hours.
At an earlier outing we discussed the possibility of varying our routes. Paul took up the challenge and with his friend David Baddeley, suggested a tour on the Salève. There followed a whole succession of emailed information with exact routes outlined and elevation differences detailed. The first involved a hefty 600m ascent after lunch which was quickly dismissed by Mervyn, who realised that the usual digestive processes would exclude this possibility. David managed to reduce this ascent to a mere 160m on closer examination of the map contours, with a realisation that when near the top of the Salève and additional 600m would take us airborne.
Paul circulated the final instructions with David’s map:
Meet at gare Lancy-Bachet at 09:10. Front of the gare, by the trams. For riders from Vaud, note the L4 train leaves Coppet at 08:34.
We ride to the start station of the téléphérique (coffee stop en route) and take the cable car to the crête of the Salève. Bike up and down to lunch at Auberge des Montagnards at La Croisette.
Eat and consume beers as per individual proclivity.
Modest uphill of about 160 m after lunch, then more or less flat until the la Grande Descente back to gare Lancy-Bachet. Regular trains to Coppet. Can change trains at Cornavin if your destination is Nyon.
Four additional GIN Bikers volunteered for the adventure. In the event, PeterD had to withdraw due to reduced mobility following an encounter with angry insect who had a liking for his foot, resulting in subsequent painful swelling. So the line up was e-Paul, e-David, e-RichardF, Mervyn and Stephen. Was this the first time the e-bikers outnumbered the traditional?…..a sign of the future.
With such detailed pre-work, what could go wrong? Richard, Mervyn and Stephen met on time at Coppet station only to find that the desired 08.34h train had been cancelled. In looking for alternatives, Richard discovered there was a 08.41h express train which actually arrived at our desired destination ahead of the planned transport. Communication with Paul alerted him of the situation as he too would have to adjust his travel plans. We agreed to meet at Lancy-Bachet station somewhat later than originally planned. In the event, the Coppet arrivals did get there early and Paul was already there having managed to catch an earlier train. The gained time was used trying to extract ourselves from the station labyrinth….which we eventually did and found David lounging patiently on a bench in the sunshine.
After this shaky start, we were in the safe hands of our guide for the day, David. We also learnt that David and Richard were old work colleagues from 40 years ago…. they had a whole day ahead to fill in those years. David led us out of the urban jungle into the countryside at the foot of the Salève. We had to negotiate a closed section of road (nothing new to the GIN Bikers), overcoming an irate local who clearly expressed that all traffic was prohibited, gently removing and replacing barriers as we went in and out of no man’s land. On the far side of this obstacle, Veyrier, the last Swiss town before the French border seemed an appropriate place to stop for coffee. Switzerland on this side of Geneva has a very different feel to that in Vaud…. the town having more of a provincial French nature but café au lait is still a renversé, as our waitress made very clear. Baguette with butter and abricot jam added to the atmosphere of this stop. Paul generously picked up the tab with the usual Swiss pricing.
Suitably refreshed, we started the long uphill ascent to the top of the Salève, made easier by the short ride across the border and then the aid of the téléphérique. We managed to squeeze in ahead of a large group of school kids, who were made to wait whilst their elders were carefully instructed in how to efficiently load bikes in the cable car and then fill all the space. The future generation had to wait for the next departure.
Bikes carefully loaded and aligned in a single direction
Bikers carefully loaded, definitely not aligned in any direction
Even an e-biker appreciates an easy ascent
At the top of the cable car, we stopped to admire the view down across Geneva and the Jura beyond. From here, we cycled up the winding road towards the observatory and the large telecommunications facility, clearly visible from the Plaine. The e-bikers revelled in the easy ascent, chatting as they went, whilst the old-school riders sweated up the slope determined not to let thoughts get hold about changing to motorised aid. On the way up we passed the incongruously positioned Tibetan Buddhist Monastery, The Shedrub Choekhor Ling, and Paul was inevitably drawn to this monument. We stopped to add to our spiritual wellbeing but avoided any material outlay on the numerous souvenirs on offer.
Spiritual, if not physical, replenishment
On up the road, past the road to the Observatory (and associated restaurant) and to the heights of the plateau with magnificent views across to Mont Blanc and The Alps. Spiritual overload. We descended to the sleepy hamlet of La Croisette where lunch was booked but all visible establishments seemed to be closed. However, tucked at the back, but with a terrace with a view, was the one open restaurant with a table ready for us but still too early for the chef to produce a meal. So, 5 beers later, the chef was ready and we made it easy for him by all ordering the menu du jour of roast beef, gratin and ratatouille. After this the muscle-powered-only bikers felt the need for the house tarte aux myrtilles speciality to add sufficient fuel for the promised post-lunch ascent and Paul was happy to join them even without the same excuse.
“I think I may still need a tarte aux myrtilles after this”
Once again the e-bikers raced ahead up the slope to the high point of the Col des Pitons (1335m) stopping en route to chat to some German tourists with camper vans taking advantage of the thermals to unsuccessfully launch a large model glider. Stephen and Mervyn pedalled on relentlessly eventually joining the leaders.
The loneliness of the long distance non e-biker
From the col we could all enjoy the long, winding, downhill run….happily speeding past bikers struggling uphill who had foregone the much easier cable car ascent. A right junction in the road kept us circumnavigating the Salève but also included an undesirable uphill stretch where a rapid gear change caused Stephen to lose his chain. By the time this was rectified and Stephen and Mervyn had caught up, the others were stopped in front of the impressive Château des Avenieres with a view down to the Lac d’Annecy. The group decided it would be good to reconnoitre the establishment for potential future GIN activities. It passed on all counts although cycling gear felt slightly underdressed.
Château des Avenieres – a future lunch spot
On down the hill at speed, the 60km/h barrier only just intact. At one point we crossed the path signposted for long distance pilgrims on their way to St. Jacques-de-Compostelle. We eventually met the main roads where the traffic rushed past as we kept close to the side or on the cycle track, where this was available. Crossing back into Switzerland between Bossey and Troinex, we headed towards the centre of Troinex for well-earned refreshment at David’s local café. After an enjoyable stop in the quiet town centre, sponsored by Richard, we were led by David back in the direction of Lancy-Bachet station a mere 10 minutes away.
Whilst Paul and Richard negotiated a small elevator, Mervyn and Stephen carried their lighter bikes down the 3 flights of stairs to the platform. As is often the case, the traditional bikes have the downhill advantage and were there first, the e-bikes arriving just in time for the incoming train. The L4 Express train is a bit of a misnomer in that it stops frequently but did allow us all to reach our own destinations. Paul alighted at Secheron, the rest of us at the Coppet end station, from where we made our individual ways home.
A truly great day, enjoying new and stunning scenery, reuniting with old friends and meeting new GIN members. Many thanks to Paul and David for making this possible.
Round ride from Genève Lancy-Bachet ca. 43km and ca. 660m climb by bike and the same by téléphérique.
In common with many people, the Fort des Rousses was not on my radar until Mark Watts told me about it when driving back from a hike. So, Richard Saynor, Bill Westermeier and I with our wives went on an exploratory walk following which the proposal for this walk, lunch and visit was made.
Nicolas U, Drew M, Robert O’R, John B and myself met at the usual Divonne customs car park and motored up to les Rousses on what promised to be a hot day for most of the time.
Intrepid Fort Inspectors, John, Nicolas, Drew, Robert. You and I we’ve been through that..
The Fort des Rousses is the second largest fort in France and is hardly visible until you come to and enter it through a narrow tunnel. The Fort itself was built from 1843 to 1862 and was capable of housing 3,500 men and 2,000 horses, with 50,000 sq. m of vaulted rooms, many kilometres of underground galleries, 2.2 km of ramparts etc. With a gap in military use between the two wars, it was finally abandoned by the military in 1997 and sold to the local Commune, which rented out a part to a cheese company for maturing its comté cheese.
Gearing up to attack the Fort, there are many here among us, who feel … Looking for weapons of massive destruction, no reason to get excited
The walk of about 3 km was around its walls on a rough road/good trail that revealed views over the Dôle side of the Jura. There were occasional plaques explaining the history of the fort; towards the end the road was closed for restoration work on the ramparts which entailed a deviation through a very welcome shaded path in the woods. We then came upon a commando course which was unfortunately closed so we couldn’t climb up various ropes or use any of its three zip wires!
Fortified members, but there’s too much confusion, I can’t get no reliefThere must be some kind of way out of here All along the watchtower… the hour is getting late three riders were approaching, and the wind began to howl
And so back to the cars and a short drive to an excellent lunch at the Golf du Rochat where we were joined by Richard S.
We had been warned that the visit to the cheese maturing cellars could be cold at around 10°C and we mostly had an extra layer, which was hardly necessary – it was such a relief getting out of the heat. There were about 40 people on our visit, mostly French nationals and our guide spoke an excellent French but fast and to his majority audience which made it challenging to some of us. There are some 75.000 cheeses maturing in the galleries and films were used to show how they were treated over several months. Towards the end there was a tasting of 12-, 18- and 24-months old cheeses, each with their distinct tastes. A most interesting visit.
Business men they drink my wine
At the end we were all asked from where in France we came (most from the Jura department) and as an after thought were there any foreigners. The British were answered by a quip on cheddar cheese; our Australian friend received a round of applause – I don’t know what the world is coming to!
Once again the weather forecast was kind to us: cooler than in the previous hot and humid days and only a small chance of rain….ideal for a GIN Bikers’ outing.
The Bleader had promised an interesting route, taking in the delights of the local countryside as well as a couple of uphill challenges:
“The plan is a 09.30h start at the Everness Hotel. From there the usual gentle start, similar to last time, in the pleasant countryside around Châtaigneriaz, God’s Crossing, Crans, Arnex, Eysins and up to Signy, Grens and Gingins, where we’ll stop for a coffee. Reinforced with caffeine (and maybe beer for PeterD?) we start the first of two hills: the first our Bonmont benchmark but up from the Gingins side…..some say a little more challenging. Having conquered the ascent to 727m we enjoy the downhill, passing above La Rippe and along the back border crossing into France. A small warm-up after the camp site before the short but steep Vesancy climb a little further on. At this stage in the season, we’ll save the brutal Mourex climb (the last of the hills in the famous 3 hill route) until our legs and batteries are used to discharging sufficient power and instead freewheel down towards Gex and onto Versonnex, where lunch is booked at the sur l’Ardoise. Suitably refueled all that is left is the attractive, non-strenuous ride back into Switzerland and through the Versoix woods to our starting point.”
Seven Bikers signed up for the outing, all arriving on time at the Everness Hotel meeting point: Stephen (BL), PeterD, Mervyn, Mark2Ts, Bill, e-Thatcher and e-Richard. Richard already making an excuse that he might again have to leave after the coffee stop, blaming a household injury (although could it have been another “important” webinar?). In his defense, he did complete the circuit, realising en route that e-biking is kind to leg injuries.
We set off in a non-intuitive direction, the BL keen to keep any independent-minded participants from guessing the way he would go and hence keeping them close. Bill was in fine fettle after a successful 3 day biking warm up with friends and even Mark the (sometimes diminished) Wattage was looking spritely, determined to show that muscle power alone is adequate, demonstrating that e-biking is still a way off for him…. and so not giving PeterT an excuse to also move to e-biking. The group kept mostly together up until the first incline to Signy and beyond although at one stage, as PeterD took the lead, confirmation was sought by some of the group that he had indeed gone the intended route (he had). As the coffee stop neared (Maison Brega on the outskirts of Gingins) the skies started to darken and PeterD was way up front. The BL made an attempt to haul him in to the desired destination and, with the help of the others, he indeed did correct navigation but Peter managed to cycle past the coffee spot and half way up the hill to Gingins before being recalled. There is a theme emerging here.
We shared the restaurant garden with a couple of ladies from the Nyon Ladies Group who seemed pleased to have seven such fit, Lycra-clad, GIN members join them. As we finished the coffees (and one green tea) the dark skies started to precipitate their contents and the ride up to the Gingins fountain became quite damp, necessitating some to out their rain gear.
Happy, if a little wet.
The Bonmont climb from Gingins is indeed a little longer and maybe steeper in parts than the traditional route with the result of the peloton spreading out behind the easy going e-bikes. Muscular and electrical power saw us all safely up to the usual 727m stopping point…..Wattage intact.
Good looking and fit, bikers at 727m (Richard behind the camera)
What a delight that downhill ride through the woods, the cool wind ventilating our exercised bodies and giving some temporary relief before the next uphill. This arrived all to soon and once again the peloton lengthened as the non-e-bikers manfully struggled up from St. Gix to Vesancy. Regrouping at the top, the general consensus was that the effort was not as tough as remembered (but then memories are perhaps getting hazy….). Once again we could enjoy a downhill ride: past Gex, through Cessy and onto Versonnex for lunch. At one stage e-Richard was seen to try and emulate Mervyn’s streamlining to get additional downhill speed (to no avail). With our lunchtime destination almost in sight, the heavens decided to unexpectedly open again but there was no stopping us this time to put on rain gear….the beers could almost be tasted.
Beer delivery……..
Ready to say “Cheers”!
The restaurant Sur l’Ardoise maintained it’s reputation for food and drink. A simple choice of two starters and two main courses on the menu du jour served our needs more than satisfactorily, with everyone opting for the cucumber soup and then a split between chicken and fish main course. The majority then felt that a dessert should be added to aid the calorific input for the trip home. The tarte tatin was excellent! There was some discussion about a possible spouse pick-up but this was soon lost in bikers’ chat about bike design, advantages of gravel bikes, positioning of water bottles etc. as well as not entirely favourable analysis of a certain President’s current activity.
The ride back across the border before Bossy and then onto Collex and through the Versoix woods was challenging enough even without major slopes. By this stage the sun had re-established itself and in the open it was hot and oppressive. The shade of the woods gave pleasant relief. By the time Stephen and PeterD passed our starting point all the other participants had peeled off (Thatcher making a now habitual stop at Jumbo).
We had originally planned this hike 4 weeks ago on May 22 but the forecast of rain and coolth forced us to adopt plan B, a gentle walk from Morges to Ouchy.
This time the weather forecast was great: wall to wall sunshine and temperatures between 15 and 20 degrees at the top of the gorge. But there were many apologies, ranging from “going to see a man about a knee” to fear that it would be too hot for hiking. After all the apologies we were down to a planned energetic eight. Then there were more apologies the night before the hike: two complained of stomach bugs, one with too much detail, and one feeling generally tired (turned out to be Covid so almost acceptable). So we were down to the fab five: Mervyn, Peter S, Ross, 2 Marks.
We duly assembled in Divonne at 07:45, climbed into one car and set off. The early start was in case of delays getting to, and on, the autoroute. In fact it took us 15 minutes to get to the autoroute. After that the journey was relatively easy and we arrived at Noiraigue at shortly after 9:30.
The station at Noiraigue has got a new loo, all high tech with an illuminated push button for every function (further detail suppressed). It was almost worth the drive just to inspect the loo, but that was not the intended purpose of the trip so, all booted up, we set off on the climb to the top of the gorge.
We soon entered the woods and then the path climbed steadily. Those of us familiar with this hike knew that the steady incline was just to give a false sense of confidence. Pretty soon we reached Les Oeillons where the path makes an abrupt left turn and starts climbing more seriously. The path from here is called the Sentier des Quatorze Contours and, sure enough, the path zig-zags 14 times before getting to the top. Each bend is labelled with a number on a tree (is this new? I’ve not noticed these numbers before) which is a great psychological help on the climb. Also the length of successive zigs, or zags, gets shorter so by bend 7 we are well over halfway up this section. At one point we found a, not very horizontal, bench and all managed to perch on it, with difficulty.
Eventually we came out at the top with fabulous views over the gorge.
Great view spoilt by five old farts.
From there it was only a gentle uphill, then downhill all the way, with plenty of photo stops, till we got to the restaurant for lunch.
We arrived a La Grand Vy exactly at the reserved time of 1 o’clock and found a pleasant shady table.
Ross had brought a picnic but joined us shortly afterwards with a maths problem for the resident geek.
Essentially take any 4 digit number and rearrange the digits highest to lowest and lowest to highest. Subtract one of these from the other to give a new 4 digit number and repeat the procedure. This ultimately produces 6174. I was asked to chose 2 four digit numbers and process them in parallel. By pure chance I chose 1357 and 2468 which both generated 6174 after a single iteration but I’m assured that any other 4 digit number, without repeating digits, will eventually get there. I’ve still got to check this out. 1375 => 7531 – 1357 = 6174 2468 => 8642 – 2468 = 6174
Maybe it was the high level maths, more likely the size of the main course, but nobody wanted the absinthe flavoured ice cream so we continued on our route. From here it is all downhill back to Noiraigue but the path is relatively steep and uneven so it was not a gentle stroll and took us a good 2 hours. Peter decided to take the train back as he wanted to meet his wife in Nyon so we were now down to 4 for the drive back. Naturally we hit the rush hour traffic at Morges and especially leaving the autoroute for Divonne but eventually got home at about 7.
About 14 kms hiking with 774m denivelation. A good hike in beautiful weather and well worth the drive.
Another perfect day, with only the Canadian smoke haze obscuring the views of the Alps and the Jura. It was going to be a Magnificent Seven but at a late hour we were augmented to an Awesome Eight participants: e-RichardF e-Paul e-Reinier PeterD Bill Mervyn Mark2Ts Stephen (Bleader)
We met at 09.30h at our usual place, part blocking the entrance and exit of the Everness Hotel much to the frustration of passing drivers.
Stephen had pre-warned what was in store: Meet at the Everness Hotel, gently pedal towards and past God’s Crossing, through Céligny, Crans and onto Eysins. Under the motorway and a small incline to Signy and further on through Grens to Gingins. From there we pass the opportunity to slip in a Bonmont ascent in order to save energy for later. Our usual route from Gingins to Genolier but stopping at Givrins for a timely coffee. Caffeine on board, we mentally prepare ourselves (if not physically) for the climb up on the new cycle track past the Genolier Clinic to Le Muids. A last push up to the top of the village and then a well-earned downhill sweep to Gimel but with that last irksome slope up to the village. From there our work is almost done! Downhill to Begnin, Vich and across to Coinsins and onto Duillier for lunch at the auberge with that spectacular outlook from the terrace (suggested on our last outing). Stomachs full we follow the leader along the route to Asse, farm track from Signy Centre to Signy village, Borex, Arnex and onto God’s Crossing, where we can disperse to our respective homes.
We set off in high spirits, unexpected by the Bleader as in his route plan he had mistakenly called Bassins, Gimel, which would have entailed a further 9km up the hill after Bassins at the end of an already steep climb. Once again the mettle of the group was displayed with not a negative murmur about the assumed task ahead. All went smoothly through Céligny and Crans with the group spreading out as we started up the gentle slope from Eysins to Signy and onto Gingins. By that stage, two of the e-bikers were at the front and were not aware of the regrouping at the Gingins fountain. Happily, they knew the way to the bakery/café in Givrins, but as it turned out they recognised the lack of peloton and waited along the route. For the first time this season, a coffee stop was on time and seating space was available outside the Givrins bakery. Richard and Paul fought over the rights to pick up the tab, which Richard won, much to the gratitude of all. Coffees paid, Richard declined the challenge of the Genolier hill as he had a “pressing webinar” to attend back home. Reinier also found an excuse to make an about turn. Perhaps, subconsciously, the potential of the Gimel destination was too draining for those with e-bikes……
Momentarily stopped at the Nyon-St.Cergue railway crossing outside Givrins, we slalomed the barriers but with due respect for safety (as we could see the train stopped at the Genolier station). On up through Genolier towards the clinic, where road signs indicated that the road was still closed after the clinic. A short debate resulted in the optimistic belief that GIN Bikers would be able to get through and PeterD led the way past somewhat irate workmen who questioned our ageing vison and sanity.
We regrouped at the top of the road with the backMarker still finding Wattage in his legs, although there were signs of the result of absence from the three previous outings. Digging deep, apart from e-Paul who was still comfortably charged, we made the climb through Le Muids until we enjoyed an all too short downhill on the way to Bassins before the final push up to the highest point of our ride (760m). Photographic evidence of this achievement was assigned to Bill. Having initially believed that he had a photographic or personal malfunction (couldn’t find the image on his phone) the result below was happily retrieved once safely back at home. The Gimel sign beckoned but all declined the opportunity to be late for lunch instead opting to be early for beer.
Relief at the highest point, some wistfully dreaming of Gimel
What an enjoyable downhill ride down from Bassins to La Cezille! Mervyn adopted a streamlined position on his bike, taking to the front and subsequently claimed to have reached 60km/h (safety warning: only Mervyn should try this on his aged bike). The Bleader decided on an amended route to stay high and not enter Begnins but double back to Genolier and from there, after a short uphill, enjoy the continuing downhill ride to Duillier via Coinsins. We arrived at the Auberge Malian in Duillier (under new management since our last visit) 45 minutes early, our table set and inviting with what would have been an excellent view across the vines to the Alps but for the haze. Beers ordered, we all opted for the menu du jour: salad, half a chicken and chips, coffee all for a modest 23CHF. Even the super croustillant chips ordered by Paul were included in the price.
A well-earned rest – no chickens here (yet)
Beered and dined we found it hard to leave the table but a siesta at home in a comfortable chair was an irresistible draw. Paul took his leave and headed down to Nyon station and from there to home. The remaining five of us slowly wound up the gears and returned via Asse and Signy Commercial Centre to the farm tracks running to Borex and beyond. Peter and Mervyn were on a mission and took the lead but unfortunately missed the planned turn in the route and ended up waiting at God’s Crossing alone whilst the peloton went the pre-determined way and dispersed before God’s Crossing, with Wattage on low and Bill feeling fit and ready for a multi-day outing with a cycling enthusiast friend.
Another memorable ride through our beautiful surroundings. In all ca. 50km and 700m ascent.
It was to have been the Parmelan. But the weather forecast was not the best, albeit I kind of promised dry weather. So 6 of us showed up at 9.30 at the Divonne Lac parking, with Kobie. And Stephen met at 9.50 at Genolier, hoping for a gentle hike. I had hinted at 700m or so, with a gist of a plan to come down by train from St Cergue back to Sus Chatel.
Attending : Nathan, RichardS, Mark2ts, StephenL, BillW, Ross, and me PeterT, and Kobie. Apologies and excuses had been received from many, mostly plausible.
The forecast seemed to have worsened but almost 43% turned out in optimistic shorts.
Not all wore shorts but all had two sticks. Stephen,Ross, Bill, Nathan,Richard, Mark, Kobie.And me with an eyelid problem..
We commenced by crossing the train track and heading up alongside the streamway where Kobie got some refreshment. After a slight break to take in the intimate stream landscape we continued on up, those at the front wettened by the close damp green leaves enfolding the path.
We soon arrived at Rob’s Gully, famous to the cognoscenti – which the team were rapidly becoming. At the top the path levelled out and a discussion ensued on prime numbers, in particular 17 which is a special number. And the fraction 1/17 has a coninually repeating 16 string decimal, a repetend.
153 is also an important number related to 17. Mark had some irrational pronouncements about rational numbers which none of us could make head or tail of. It all made for some light relief to the light rain which was beginning to fall.
My bedtime reading
No rest for the wicked and we continued up in what could have been Amazon rain forest. Muggy sticky and green.
In the rain forest, but neither Nathan nor Mark seemed to want to put on their rain jackets.Looking ahead to the scouting party.
The rain became a little heavier but it was not cold and we topped out at the Arizier Road in good order. A short stretch along the road, now partially in the cloud and driving rain, took us to the right turn which led through fields then into the upper forest. It was at this juncture in the lee of a large hedge, that the leader relented and offered the team a vote – to bail out and go directly to St Cergue for a pizza etc, as it was about midday already. We were saved by Mark’s phone which showed that the rain was about to end and that we could expect at least a two hour (relatively) dry spell. Vote cancelled!
What that meant was another 5 km and 300m ascent to the Fruitières de Nyon. The leader had a perception that the team were beginnng to become subdued, little was spoken as we trudged higher. A short revitalising stop was permitted before the final stagger up to the FdN under cloud and some wind, but no actual rain.
It was almost 1pm. We were alone and had several tables to spread out over, but huddled together for companionship.
Lunch with some Italian redsSome cheer began to return, my left eye not improving…
At some stage black (or perhaps red) kites swirled over us in the maelstrom. A nesting pair of swallows were seen on the roof of the FdN itself.
The Lac actually came into view as did Richard’s incredible bottleI didn’t understand what it said and I don’t think he did eitherA nice lunch spot with dry furniture – but that was odd after all that rain ?Richard showing someone in a suit and tie – but who ?
A pleasant lunch, nobody choked so I (or they) did not need to use my LifeVac (I did provide a short demonstration just in case, as I had bought another soggy wrap from the Volg). Nathan helpfully suggested that I could reduce my choking risk by not choosing the soggy wraps. Mark offered strong black coffee and Nathan his Japanese whisky. Kobie had some good chews and part of a pork pie.
We were ready to go. The plan now was simply to descend to St Cergue the easist way, avoiding the intial steep and damp path. We took the road down.
On down the long road.Ross seemed happy
We took the trail right past the youngsters on their zip wires at Basse Ruche and arrived in St Cergue at 2.38pm just after the train had left. Undaunted we tramped over to the boulangerie café (Le Ptit Gourmand) where Richard treated us all to a warm cuppa (each!).
Warm and refrehsing cuppa
Richard had not yet paid just as we realised we had 2 minutes before our 3.07pm train was due to leave. We held the door for him just as it was leaving and we settled down for the comfortable train ride back down the mountain.
Kobie had a half price ticket but took up two seats…
From Sus Chatel it is only a short hop back to the cars.
Another memorable hike, which Kobie and I do quite regularly, but I found quite hard in the conditions. Both Kobie and I were exhausted that evening.
12 km. 740m or so of ascent.
Posting a Comment later from Mark:-
I can’t let an opportunity for a bit of maths pass so here’s what I think the guy was saying about 17 (already shared part of this with Peter). Also here’s a proof that any number with repeating digits must be rational.
The decimal expansion of 1/17 repeats after 16 digits
Perform the division by hand. Write out a few lines 0.0588 17) 1 00 85 150 136 140 136 4
At each step there is a subtraction with the result (highlighted in red) must be less than 17. If the result is zero the decimal expansion terminates. If it is a repeat of a previous result the decimal expansion repeats from here. Therefore the repeat length can’t be greater than 16
In general for any integer, n, the maximum repeat length must be n-1 and is usually shorter. I believe it must be shorter if n is not a prime since if n = r * s the maximum repeat length should be the product of the repeat lengths of r and s, i.e. (r – 1) * ( s – 1) < n – 1
The repeat length is not always n-1 if n is a prime. c.f. 2, 3, 5, 11, also 13 (repeat = 6). So 17 is the smallest prime with this property.
Any decimal with repeating digits must be a rational number (ratio of 2 integers)
Assume X has repeating digits with a repeat length of n digits
X may have some digits before the repeat starts, e.g. 1/6 = 0.1666… Subtract off these digits and then multiply by powers of 10 until it is of the form Y = ( X – X0 ) * 10m = 0.a1a2…ana0a1…an… above is not strictly necessary but simplifies the next step
Now calculate Z = 10n Y – Y = a1a2…an, an integer
Now work backwards Y = Z / ( 10n -1 ) X = Y / 10m + X0 = Z / { 10m ( 10n -1) } + X0 , clearly a rational number
As an example try X = 3.142857142857… X0 = 3, m = 0 , n = 6 Y = 0.142857142857… Z = 106 Y – Y = 142857 an integer Working backwards we get Y = Z / 999999 = 0.142857142857… = 1 / 7 X = 3 1/7 = 22 / 7
Once again, thanks for a great hikeand for some mental stimulation., Cheers, Mark
The GIN Bikers are a trusting group. Eight members signed up for the outing on Ascension Day before they knew in detail what was in store, apart from the promise of exercise, convivial company and a reasonable lunch. Those participating were: A trio of Peters: PeterT, PeterD and e-PeterS e-Paul Mervyn e-Mike Bill Stephen (Bleader)
Mervyn was careful to couch his participation with the desire that there wouldn’t be too much ascension (ironic for this particular day!). On learning that the circuit would involve some gravel track, Bill and his finely tuned racing bike decided to join us along the chosen route at the old railway station at Gex and avoid the converted railway track. So seven of us met at the revised starting time of 09.30 in front of the Everness Hotel. PeterT only realised the change in timing as his alarm woke him from a dream of climbing Everest in his slippers and he glanced at his messages from the previous day. The adrenaline kicked in and he was not the last to arrive. It was a perfect day, sunny but not too warm with a clear view of the surrounding mountains.
We set off in the direction of Grilly, stopping at our usual regrouping point of the village fountain. Since our last visit a book exchange cabinet had appeared and Paul, ahead on his e-bike, had time to peruse the selection and pick up a tome. From here we picked up the converted railway track, progressing smoothly in single file towards the meeting point for Bill. (The Bleader commented that we could have diverted via the testing Mourex hill but accepted that this could have caused a mutiny). Bill was duly waiting for us but the café was not operational until 12 noon so we headed into Gex to find a suitable stop for coffee. As it transpired, the centre of Gex is undergoing a renovation and the route was barred. PeterD wasn’t deterred and hoisted his bike and himself across the barriers and into no man’s land. The rest of us turned around and found a different route to a local café, where we were able to sit in the sun watching traffic pass.
Now that’s a coffee stop!
Where’s PeterD?
PeterT announced that this was the 30th anniversary of his arrival in Switzerland and was happy to finance the refreshments. As the coffees and unexpected lemon tarts arrived for this notable Swiss anniversary (albeit celebrated in France) we realised that PeterD was still absent. A phone call located him halfway towards Vesancy thinking that he was behind us. He decided to stay ahead and wait for us opposite our old watering hole in Vesancy, Ô Château (unfortunately now permanently closed). The spare coffee was shared and the spare lemon tart carefully packed so that PeterD could enjoy it once we caught up with him.
Content that for the first time this season there was a timely coffee stop, the peleton set off up the steady incline to Vesancy to regain our wayward colleague and full membership. The ride down from Vesancy is always agreeable after the summit of the town and allows mental preparation for the inevitable Bonmont climb once back into Switzerland by La Rippe. Concerned not to overstep his leadership role, the Bleader offered a democratic vote to only complete the first part of the Bonmont climb and not the final push to the full 727m elevation. Mervyn cast his vote without stopping at the decision junction and the rest of us had to follow up the extra metres. Well, all except Paul, who with the benefit of external power, decided to shoot ahead to the 888m junction and was consequently missing from the traditional photo at 727m. We recovered him subsequently in Gingins looking none the worse for wear after his additional climb.
Where’s Paul?
Our lunch spot was the Trois Tilleuls in Genolier. We all went for the menu du jour of trout pâté, quasi agneau (which we discovered is “rump” although other synonyms were used) with vegetables and fruit salad……all for a very reasonable 28CHF. It was well up to the usual high standard. The final price was somewhat higher after the necessity of liquid refreshments but still good value.
Serious food
Serious eating!
Mike left directly from lunch, his home being close by in Gingins. Paul left us after we descended through Coinsins and Duillier to Prangins to catch the train from Nyon back to Gd. Saconnex. The remaining six, continued down to the Route Suisse and along through Nyon before climbing up past the Nyon tennis club towards Crans and onto God’s Crossing (Evangelical Centre). At this point the party split and made their individual ways home.
All in all it was about 54km on average with individual variations and 670m climb. We all agreed that it was another excellent day on and off the saddle, meeting expectations of exercise, good company and good food with great weather and scenery thrown in.