The day started out hot (73F) and sunny. We took the gondola up again and this time did the long walk back to Lenk. We first did this hike 30 years ago this month! It takes 4.5 - 5 hours, starts with a bit of a climb, then settles into a long gradual descent of 1000 meters. For the first time we saw a field of sheep! More stocky and rugged than our British sheep.
Two hours into the hike it got cold and started to rain. We had our rain jackets and long sleeved shirts and put them on. The sky had been darkening and rain was in the forecast but light rain at 3pm, heavy at 5pm. At 2:30pm the skies opened and rain poured down. Lightening, thunder, even some hail. We were soaked through, except under the rain jackets. Our backpacks were soaked, as was everything in them. I have good waterproof covers for them, in the garage in Dorset! My socks were squishing in my shoes. I put my phone and camera deep in the backpack and they were saved. Steve’s phone spent too long in his pocket and has water marks on the screen.
It really poured for 30 minutes. We kept walking. It was open fields with no place to shelter. The cows gave us sympathetic looks. Then it turned into a steady rain for the last two hours of the hike. It was beautiful walking through woods along a fast flowing river. Twice we had to scramble across full streams.
As we got to the edge of town the rain stopped and the sun came out. A French couple had been behind us for the last 1.5 hours and caught up with us there. The woman told us (well, told Steve in French) that she liked seeing us ahead on the path and it made her feel less alone. It was a vicious storm and there were no other people about.
I thought the whole experience was great until we got home and I had to spend an hour washing out our muddy socks and trousers, drying out everything else. Our shoes are still soaked.
Lesson learned, I hope. Don’t depend on weather forecasts here. If we had turned back when the dark clouds started, we would have missed the rain. And we should put iPhones and camera into ziplock bags.
Heading out on the trail.
Strange rock formations that we walk across.
Steve walking across the narrow ridge. There is about 30 minutes of this tricky walking.
This cow licked me. He was just sizing me up at this point.
Sheep. And dark clouds. Too late to turn back here.