Looking at mountains and ice and clouds passing by
August 24, 2016

We arrived early. Huge billboards of the glacier under a bright blue sky towered over a giant, empty parking space. We shared a cable car with screaming school kids, a couple of mountain bikers and a smelly dog. They got off halfway up, fussing with their gear and with each other. Higher up we went, right into the clouds. The small plateau on top of the mountain was so quiet, all sounds muffled by snow and fog. No view at all, just absolute isolation. We spent the whole morning on the mountain, wandering off as far as we dared to go, toying with the camera, looking at rags of clouds covering and uncovering the views. Watching tourists take over the little cafe, that suddenly came alive with parasols and postcards and blankets. We took off our coats, got sunburned, ate soup that was too expensive, and listened to stories that strangers told other strangers.

Eggishorn, Fiesch, Switzerland. 2.926 m. Photos taken with the Fuji.