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High life

At 78 years of age, I can’t keep up with the young shuss-boomers any longer

But last week in Gstaad was as good as it gets: the slopes were empty, the sun shining and the snow perfect

14 February 2015

9:00 AM

14 February 2015

9:00 AM

Gstaad

Once upon a time clergymen saw mountain peaks as natural steeples leading them ever closer to God. Doctors considered mountains the best medicine for tuberculosis, while explorers saw them as rocks never before touched by humans. I thought of those good people while T-barring up the Eggli in way below freezing conditions but in bright sunshine.

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