<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283</id><updated>2012-02-12T13:24:00.501+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Walkandtalk</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to the Walkandtalk blog.

This blog is dedicated to outdoor, animalia, plants, bicycles, poems and more... You will find photos of the latest outings.
I write in here in french or "en anglais".</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-3218485847343139101</id><published>2012-02-08T12:00:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T15:26:04.911+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Maroc Yallah Trek</title><content type='html'>Beaucoup d'eau sous les ponts depuis le dernier message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voici 6 photos de 2 semaines au Maroc avec l'équipe de Sissi (www.yallah.ch). Une expérience top, chaleur humaine et bon chaud au soleil! Un univers nouveau pour moi, accompagnateur des Alpes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et pour commencer ... une image de fin de journée: dernière nuit avant de s'engager dans les dunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JiZTyjdIGt8/TzJT0S95YlI/AAAAAAAACAE/ZEHjgjShNAw/s1600/maroc_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JiZTyjdIGt8/TzJT0S95YlI/AAAAAAAACAE/ZEHjgjShNAw/s640/maroc_1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En cours de route, une "gouille" de sable &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M6YWSPN0-WA/TzJT1fqANcI/AAAAAAAACAM/vaAtCIktlkk/s1600/maroc_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M6YWSPN0-WA/TzJT1fqANcI/AAAAAAAACAM/vaAtCIktlkk/s640/maroc_2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aube sous le ciel du désert et les ailes des mouches &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUf9GMJ2mVw/TzJT2QWSZnI/AAAAAAAACAU/YTvBvJ27OqQ/s1600/maroc_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUf9GMJ2mVw/TzJT2QWSZnI/AAAAAAAACAU/YTvBvJ27OqQ/s640/maroc_3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un habitant des regs, mais qui (ou plutôt quoi) es-tu? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OJjfvaVcvoA/TzJT33RXmGI/AAAAAAAACAc/_j_XYEENbcs/s1600/maroc_4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OJjfvaVcvoA/TzJT33RXmGI/AAAAAAAACAc/_j_XYEENbcs/s640/maroc_4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La longue marche, 7 jours, méditation, silence .. et sable entre les orteils, le pied! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1hmEbs4wPqI/TzJUWn_DgdI/AAAAAAAACAs/1CSpFIywGpQ/s1600/maroc_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1hmEbs4wPqI/TzJUWn_DgdI/AAAAAAAACAs/1CSpFIywGpQ/s640/maroc_6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 jours en bord d'Atlantique avec Jonathan Livingstone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nvzhJ0lXrfo/TzJT45R3TQI/AAAAAAAACAk/WQ6obD6CSCw/s1600/maroc_5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nvzhJ0lXrfo/TzJT45R3TQI/AAAAAAAACAk/WQ6obD6CSCw/s640/maroc_5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-3218485847343139101?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3218485847343139101/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=3218485847343139101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/3218485847343139101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/3218485847343139101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2012/02/maroc-yallah-trek.html' title='Maroc Yallah Trek'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JiZTyjdIGt8/TzJT0S95YlI/AAAAAAAACAE/ZEHjgjShNAw/s72-c/maroc_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-4384068373066841832</id><published>2011-09-05T15:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T11:19:52.538+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Neige au tour du Balmhorn</title><content type='html'>Cet été 2011, il y eut 1 semaine durant laquelle il fallait aller au cinéma plutôt que de se lancer dans un tour alpin entre 2000 et 3000 mètres .... oui vous avez bien deviné: nous, on est allé quand même (non pas au cinéma)! Las! Quand les vacances sont réservées ya pas le choix, quitte à modifier quelque peu le parcours initialement prévu!&lt;br /&gt;Autant le dire tout de suite, nous ne sommes pas monté au Hockenhorn (3200 m), et même, nous avons dû nous résoudre à rester côté bernois de la haute chaîne calcaire des Alpes au lieu de rejoindre notre point de départ en Valais, à Leukerbad. C'est cela aussi la montagne, elle est la plus forte comme on dit, et parfois le randonneur ou l'alpiniste doit savoir renoncer. C'est facile de le dire, mais qu'en fut-il réellement pour les participants au Tour du Balmhorn 2011 avec walkandtalk?&lt;br /&gt;Jetons un coup d'oeil à ces quelques photos: voici la première, jour du départ, comment peut-on faire plier la bonne humeur d'une famille aussi joviale?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7aY6-pSUV_w/TmR_QY7kAnI/AAAAAAAABwo/9pc3sO7OKgM/s1600/balm_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7aY6-pSUV_w/TmR_QY7kAnI/AAAAAAAABwo/9pc3sO7OKgM/s640/balm_1.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depuis Leukerbad, après quelques cervelas sur un feu de bois pour se mettre du baume au ventre, on attaque la montée phémoménale vers le col de la Gemmi, au nez et à la barbe du téléphérique qui grince au-dessus de nos têtes pour tenter de faire vaciller notre détermination. Tentative dérisoire car nous sommes les chevaliers des parcours historiques!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVyylMANpIM/TmSBu0s4NCI/AAAAAAAABws/HSRgkRg_j1Q/s1600/balm_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVyylMANpIM/TmSBu0s4NCI/AAAAAAAABws/HSRgkRg_j1Q/s400/balm_2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sur la plateau en route pour la Lämmerenhütte, une pause bienvenue dans les caillous et les &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19px; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anthyllis vulneraria&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: que c'est doux!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19px; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KJ1CHkmiDi4/TmSC-tjkF5I/AAAAAAAABww/LriiDswO_Yc/s1600/balm_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KJ1CHkmiDi4/TmSC-tjkF5I/AAAAAAAABww/LriiDswO_Yc/s400/balm_3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19px; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soirée au soleil et brumes nocturnes. La température chute, le baromètre s'affole, on annonce de la neige à 2200 m et des pluies battantes dès la mi-journée, demain il faudra aller au plus vite et rejoindre le Gasterntal sans faire trop de détours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fb_IVETzE6Y/TmSKhEKrgNI/AAAAAAAABw8/B149h7YsYfw/s1600/Clipboard_balm_4_5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fb_IVETzE6Y/TmSKhEKrgNI/AAAAAAAABw8/B149h7YsYfw/s640/Clipboard_balm_4_5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8RdfnxS2dLY/TmSJDDVOj3I/AAAAAAAABw4/GP7Dw6u4grA/s1600/balm_5.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les méandres du Lämmerendalu nous guident vers le bas et nous retrouvons la forêt et ses sombres allées.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3D2KaveX5UQ/TmSRqTokvLI/AAAAAAAABxE/O02LNLsf6rY/s1600/balm_5_1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3D2KaveX5UQ/TmSRqTokvLI/AAAAAAAABxE/O02LNLsf6rY/s640/balm_5_1.jpg" width="473" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Le soir nous trouve jouant aux cartes à la lueur des chandelles au Waldhus. Dehors la pluie poursuit son concert de tamtam sur les tavillons de bois et on distingue au sommet des hautes parois l'étendard blanc de la neige de juillet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Zh6B5QBfk/TmSMjSDXewI/AAAAAAAABxA/LIksiVr99Pk/s1600/balm_6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Zh6B5QBfk/TmSMjSDXewI/AAAAAAAABxA/LIksiVr99Pk/s320/balm_6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s9Zh6B5QBfk/TmSMjSDXewI/AAAAAAAABxA/LIksiVr99Pk/s1600/balm_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Au matin, il faut se rendre à l'évidence: nous ne passerons pas le col du Lötschenpass à 2600 m, trop de neige, trop de mauvais temps, trop de brouilllard, trop froid! Et donc adieu le Hockenhorn pour cette année. Tant pis, nous poursuivons vers Kandersteg en route pour le lac d'Oeschinensee. Cascades spectaculaires, rochers noirs comme le fer des épées, champignons mystérieux et baies des bois ponctuent une journée sous les parapluies. Le Gamay 2009 du domaine de Serreaux-Dessus (&lt;a href="http://www.serreaux-dessus.ch/presentation.html"&gt;http://www.serreaux-dessus.ch/presentation.html&lt;/a&gt;) participe à notre moral d'acier! Une salamandre noire échappe de peu à nos semelles enthousiastes alors que nous admirons des exemplaires de la très carnivore Grassette des Alpes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mr42NG5Pgko/TmSUEs-3KmI/AAAAAAAABxI/8Al2JAVvejw/s1600/Clipboard_balm_7_8_9_10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mr42NG5Pgko/TmSUEs-3KmI/AAAAAAAABxI/8Al2JAVvejw/s640/Clipboard_balm_7_8_9_10.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4ème et dernier jour, au-dessus du lac émeraude, nous longeons tels des bouquetins des pentes escarpées.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2glUYBhrvN4/TmSXN0ppckI/AAAAAAAABxM/nFKG6YG82TQ/s1600/Clipboard_balm_11_12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2glUYBhrvN4/TmSXN0ppckI/AAAAAAAABxM/nFKG6YG82TQ/s640/Clipboard_balm_11_12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derrière nous les sommets enneigés se drapent de soleil un court instant: quel éblouissement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dmJITZWohp4/TmSYFAVe0jI/AAAAAAAABxQ/g72I44Jdnn8/s1600/balm_13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dmJITZWohp4/TmSYFAVe0jI/AAAAAAAABxQ/g72I44Jdnn8/s640/balm_13.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le ciel ensuite nous envoie encore et encore des trombes d'eau, mais nous qu'est-ce que ça nous fait? Rien on vous dit! On est contents et c'est tout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0TLCvcIMhRQ/TmSZfRooQ0I/AAAAAAAABxY/aOlgcJ54dyw/s1600/Clipboard_balm14_15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0TLCvcIMhRQ/TmSZfRooQ0I/AAAAAAAABxY/aOlgcJ54dyw/s640/Clipboard_balm14_15.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QdpeYeM6YLI/TmSYqTVxI6I/AAAAAAAABxU/aIXJPd2q-pQ/s1600/balm_14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Merci les amis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-4384068373066841832?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4384068373066841832/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=4384068373066841832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/4384068373066841832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/4384068373066841832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2011/09/neige-au-tour-du-balmhorn.html' title='Neige au tour du Balmhorn'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7aY6-pSUV_w/TmR_QY7kAnI/AAAAAAAABwo/9pc3sO7OKgM/s72-c/balm_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-3384892418102715687</id><published>2011-09-05T09:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T09:09:07.527+02:00</updated><title type='text'>WWF en Lavaux</title><content type='html'>Depuis cet été, je fais partie des Guides Patrimoine Mondial Lavaux, chargés de faire découvrir ce morceau de paysage culturel aux touristes, entreprises, familles ou écoles, en collaboration avec le CIL (Commission Intercommunale Lavaux). Nous sommes présentés sur le site &lt;a href="http://www.lavaux.ch/"&gt;http://www.lavaux.ch/&lt;/a&gt; en page &lt;a href="http://www.lavaux-unesco.ch/fr/le-patrimoine-au-quotidien.743/cil.750/formation-des-guides-du-patrimoine.787.htm"&gt;http://www.lavaux-unesco.ch/fr/le-patrimoine-au-quotidien.743/cil.750/formation-des-guides-du-patrimoine.787.htm&lt;/a&gt;l (on est bien cachés alors je vous propose le lien direct!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le département de la formation du WWF à Lausanne a pu en profiter en ce début d'été pour célébrer la fin d'un cours de formation continue avec une volée d'élèves aguerris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q6WGgV9zq3E/TmRzv9rlqFI/AAAAAAAABwg/FGjBVcrm2IE/s1600/wwf_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q6WGgV9zq3E/TmRzv9rlqFI/AAAAAAAABwg/FGjBVcrm2IE/s320/wwf_1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A l'approche&amp;nbsp; d'un petit grain nous venant des montagnes de Savoie, les feuilles de vigne s'étirent déjà pour protéger les petites grappes de Chasselas à venir. Le village de Rivaz, perché sur sa terrasse depuis le milieu du 1er millénaire suite au tsunami dévastateur qui ravagea la côte entre Saint Saphorin et Glérolles, en a vu d'autres et pointe son clocher rouge vers les nuages d'un air de défi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6-PHrFxG33M/TmRzz6bZ3KI/AAAAAAAABwk/HfG8ad5K1eE/s1600/wwf_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6-PHrFxG33M/TmRzz6bZ3KI/AAAAAAAABwk/HfG8ad5K1eE/s320/wwf_2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-3384892418102715687?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3384892418102715687/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=3384892418102715687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/3384892418102715687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/3384892418102715687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2011/09/wwf-en-lavaux.html' title='WWF en Lavaux'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q6WGgV9zq3E/TmRzv9rlqFI/AAAAAAAABwg/FGjBVcrm2IE/s72-c/wwf_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-1047461112289139547</id><published>2011-09-05T08:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T08:45:56.090+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Jurassic Park Switzerland!</title><content type='html'>Dans les combes jurassiennes on trouve des roches qui ont vu courir les Dinosaures il y a 160 millions d'années. Bien plus tard, au printemps 2011, d'autres petits pieds foulent les prairies tendres: une classe d'Estavayer découvre les crêtes au-dessus du Mollendruz avec walkandtalk. On regarde les fourmis, on déguste les premières fleurs au goût de noisettes, on joue à cache-cache avec les orages à l'abri des alpages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9HR7kIDu60c/TmRulmRWWBI/AAAAAAAABwc/nl9Wr1BUwaQ/s1600/jurassic_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9HR7kIDu60c/TmRulmRWWBI/AAAAAAAABwc/nl9Wr1BUwaQ/s320/jurassic_1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En route les enfants récoltent des objets de la nature et nous faisons un beau tableau éphémère! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8qB9uLo9sqg/TmRui8ieUFI/AAAAAAAABwY/kB1PHMSub60/s1600/jurassic_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8qB9uLo9sqg/TmRui8ieUFI/AAAAAAAABwY/kB1PHMSub60/s320/jurassic_2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-1047461112289139547?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1047461112289139547/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=1047461112289139547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/1047461112289139547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/1047461112289139547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2011/09/jurassic-parc.html' title='Jurassic Park Switzerland!'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9HR7kIDu60c/TmRulmRWWBI/AAAAAAAABwc/nl9Wr1BUwaQ/s72-c/jurassic_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-3746688606212146350</id><published>2011-01-13T10:08:00.021+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T17:52:34.172+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Souvenirs d'un été</title><content type='html'>En plein hiver, dans le froid et la neige, sous les brumes du plateau, ou pieds dans l'eau au redoux malvenu, je me souviens des saisons de l'année écoulée: voici quelques images de 2010, année riche en soleil, en fleurs et en papillons, de la plaine à la montagne, avec beaucoup d'enfants et de jeunes en balade accompagnés par walkandtalk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas de longs voyages mais de belles rencontres, "à petons".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au cours de l'été, un beau bolet qui a fait le bonheur de notre table le soir venu, trouvé lors d'une rando avec une classe au Mont Pélerin.&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS7HFqlZKCI/AAAAAAAABbI/VeePLpc0iVg/s1600/bolet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS7HFqlZKCI/AAAAAAAABbI/VeePLpc0iVg/s320/bolet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561601489993541666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Une autre sortie avec une classe fribourgeoise, autour du Moléson, ici au sentier botanique. La petite troupe s'étire à flanc de montagne sous un soleil de plomb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS7HF4eygsI/AAAAAAAABbQ/mSIUO3aNtuo/s1600/mol_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS7HF4eygsI/AAAAAAAABbQ/mSIUO3aNtuo/s320/mol_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561601493723939522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mes amis et collègues du bureau de guides et accompagnateurs &lt;a href="http://www.aventuresalpines.ch/#"&gt;Aventures Alpines&lt;/a&gt; (thanks Laure et Jean-Marc!) m'ont confié 6 jours de randonnée avec un groupe du CPV (Centre Protestant de Vacances) Genève, des jeunes de 12 à 15 ans encadrés par 2 moniteurs fantastiques, entre chalets d'alpages et camping au bord de l'eau. Encore une fois, chaleur écrasante, et baignades bienfaisantes dans chaque torrent croisé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jour 1, sommet des Rochers de Naye, montée depuis Caux, bravo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS7I_iB0kgI/AAAAAAAABbY/wrXEq71UbP4/s1600/cpv_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS7I_iB0kgI/AAAAAAAABbY/wrXEq71UbP4/s320/cpv_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561603583640900098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au matin calme du 2ème jour, tous les symboles de la suisse mythique sont réunis à l'alpage de Chaude où nous avons dormi dans les dortoirs au-dessus des étables après un macaroni à la crème d'envergure mondiale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS7KpmoM4PI/AAAAAAAABbg/WCsIPlBqI_c/s1600/cpv_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS7KpmoM4PI/AAAAAAAABbg/WCsIPlBqI_c/s320/cpv_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561605405941752050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les producteurs de Gruyères AOC travaillent sans relâche durant la belle saison pour fabriquer les meules de façon artisanale et nous offrir 6 mois plus tard de merveilleux fromages. Ici la famille Yersin à Chaude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS7L7ifrKHI/AAAAAAAABbw/68xlN59jfCo/s1600/cpv_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS7L7ifrKHI/AAAAAAAABbw/68xlN59jfCo/s320/cpv_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561606813581518962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En descendant dans la vallée de l'Hongrin on découvre les plantes sauvages qu'il nous faudra cueillir pour la soupe en plein-air de ce soir, sur un feu de bois en bordure de rivière.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS76NRFRM5I/AAAAAAAABb4/nq9z0dKz8RM/s1600/cpv_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS76NRFRM5I/AAAAAAAABb4/nq9z0dKz8RM/s320/cpv_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561657695679886226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reste plus qu'à réunir le résultat de nos efforts: au menu, épinards sauvages, oseille, orties et plantain. Voilà!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS76NQZ8I1I/AAAAAAAABcA/xWHEw1pOPZ4/s1600/cpv_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS76NQZ8I1I/AAAAAAAABcA/xWHEw1pOPZ4/s320/cpv_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561657695498150738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fin de journée baignade dans les eaux glacées, établissement du campement dans une clairière idyllique et souper sur feu de bois: soupe du chalet aux légumes sauvages et grillades, miam miam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS7-uxmk-xI/AAAAAAAABcI/LmnVf3k7mVo/s1600/cpv_678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS7-uxmk-xI/AAAAAAAABcI/LmnVf3k7mVo/s320/cpv_678.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561662669391723282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jour 3: toujours aussi chaud, la nuit a été réparatrice, nous voici prêts pour de nouvelles aventures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS8AnPc_SEI/AAAAAAAABcQ/FBRmOFIomQo/s1600/cpv_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS8AnPc_SEI/AAAAAAAABcQ/FBRmOFIomQo/s320/cpv_9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561664738988869698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journée studieuse: on admire son altesse &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nacré de la ronce&lt;/span&gt; et on démonte les tubes imbriqués de l'archaïque "queue de renard" ou &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prêle des champs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS8BCl-GP4I/AAAAAAAABcY/FVjeSEBiykM/s1600/cpv_1011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS8BCl-GP4I/AAAAAAAABcY/FVjeSEBiykM/s320/cpv_1011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561665208889786242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dans les Préalpes, quand les larges feuilles de Pétasite bordent les chemins creux, on se croirait en pleine jungle costaricienne, Pura Vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS8DUEUDYcI/AAAAAAAABcg/Z2BWt58SF3s/s1600/cpv_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS8DUEUDYcI/AAAAAAAABcg/Z2BWt58SF3s/s320/cpv_12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561667708115968450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jour 4. Soleil soleil soleil. Nuit au dortoir des Moilles et lever sous le drapeau avec vue sur la Dent de Lys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS8EYpYaimI/AAAAAAAABco/Jo0Yl0M7rq8/s1600/cpv_13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS8EYpYaimI/AAAAAAAABco/Jo0Yl0M7rq8/s320/cpv_13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561668886297479778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flore et Philip, à l'alpage de Vieille Chaux nous accueillent et nous montrent la traite des chèvres-d'ailleurs chacun s'y essaie- , ainsi que la fabrication du fromage de chèvre, et nous vendent quelques tommes. Attention attention, il s'agit des MEILLEURES tommes de chèvre du monde, et nous remercions les dieux des pâturages de nous avoir mené en ce paradis du goût!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS8EZJUT68I/AAAAAAAABcw/s9qbhXEV4-8/s1600/cpv_14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS8EZJUT68I/AAAAAAAABcw/s9qbhXEV4-8/s320/cpv_14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561668894870203330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce jour-là nous atteignons le sommet du Moléson, 2000 m!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS8HHQZFTnI/AAAAAAAABc4/XacJAAegRMY/s1600/cpv_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS8HHQZFTnI/AAAAAAAABc4/XacJAAegRMY/s320/cpv_15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561671886066503282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aube du Jour 5, après une nuit d'observation astronomique depuis le sommet du Moléson, le soleil à l'Est joue avec les crêtes au loin, encore une belle journée qui commence pour l'équipe courageuse du CPV Genève.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS8HHUFAv7I/AAAAAAAABdA/uOZfdWy1v08/s1600/cpv_16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS8HHUFAv7I/AAAAAAAABdA/uOZfdWy1v08/s320/cpv_16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561671887056060338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La longue arête du Moléson, en équilibre entre 2 histoires: à main gauche les 4 premiers jours, à main droite et devant, les 2 derniers. Que ramènerons-nous de cette épopée?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS8JZv6s4II/AAAAAAAABdI/BpIUHGAf1uw/s1600/cpv_17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS8JZv6s4II/AAAAAAAABdI/BpIUHGAf1uw/s320/cpv_17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561674402789908610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jour 6, après une dernière nuit aux Guedères, la montée au Col de Soladier sous la fournaise fait courber les têtes, le pas se fait lourd sous le poids du sac. On commence à rêver à une glace, au Léman, à une brise légère.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS8JZ65mF-I/AAAAAAAABdQ/FO8uK5WRvhs/s1600/cpv_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS8JZ65mF-I/AAAAAAAABdQ/FO8uK5WRvhs/s320/cpv_18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561674405738059746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfin voici Les Avants, la boucle est bouclée, bravo les amis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS8JaKl51JI/AAAAAAAABdY/T3Ww4nWLepA/s1600/cpv_19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 289px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS8JaKl51JI/AAAAAAAABdY/T3Ww4nWLepA/s320/cpv_19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561674409950434450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-3746688606212146350?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3746688606212146350/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=3746688606212146350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/3746688606212146350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/3746688606212146350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2011/01/souvenirs-dun-ete.html' title='Souvenirs d&apos;un été'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TS7HFqlZKCI/AAAAAAAABbI/VeePLpc0iVg/s72-c/bolet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-3380410029727850410</id><published>2010-09-21T17:34:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T17:47:46.159+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dans les bois</title><content type='html'>Une journée en homme ou fille des bois, qui n'en a pas rêvé?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce jour-là, le rêve est devenu réalité pour une école genevoise, lors de leur séjour aux Diablerets!&lt;br /&gt;Grâce à Rando-découverte (&lt;a href="http://www.rando-decouverte.ch/"&gt;coucou&lt;/a&gt;) et Walkandtalk (&lt;a href="http://www.walkandtalk.ch/"&gt;hello!&lt;/a&gt;), les enfants ont découvert les joies du feu en plein air ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TJjS7AaHw1I/AAAAAAAAA-4/Sr5Y-c3HsnA/s1600/homme-bois_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TJjS7AaHw1I/AAAAAAAAA-4/Sr5Y-c3HsnA/s320/homme-bois_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519393254506218322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... des déguisements nature ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TJjS7UQSE5I/AAAAAAAAA_A/T8I2CQbeR58/s1600/homme-bois_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TJjS7UQSE5I/AAAAAAAAA_A/T8I2CQbeR58/s320/homme-bois_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519393259833660306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... des cabanes en forêts ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TJjS7yS7xfI/AAAAAAAAA_I/wh71SuuUv58/s1600/homme-bois_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TJjS7yS7xfI/AAAAAAAAA_I/wh71SuuUv58/s320/homme-bois_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519393267897845234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... et bien d'autres aventures encore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TJjS8DobUhI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/TjlRnq1VbX8/s1600/homme-bois_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TJjS8DobUhI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/TjlRnq1VbX8/s320/homme-bois_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519393272551395858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-3380410029727850410?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3380410029727850410/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=3380410029727850410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/3380410029727850410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/3380410029727850410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2010/09/dans-les-bois.html' title='Dans les bois'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TJjS7AaHw1I/AAAAAAAAA-4/Sr5Y-c3HsnA/s72-c/homme-bois_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-4359238531896294946</id><published>2010-09-21T17:20:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T11:02:54.113+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Outdoor quiz!</title><content type='html'>For this crowd, the day turned out to be quite challenging: a walk into the Jura mountains with quiz questions along the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TJjPlzmXBCI/AAAAAAAAA-o/MzVkNzmXttw/s1600/ruche_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TJjPlzmXBCI/AAAAAAAAA-o/MzVkNzmXttw/s320/ruche_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519389591755752482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when they got up to the top, they were rewarded with a good supply of seasonal and typical food goodies and a presentation of cheese making in a traditional mountain farm. Here's a group still discussing an open point, with the Lake Leman (Geneva Lake) in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TJjPmX4fW8I/AAAAAAAAA-w/Z8m9JlHiquE/s1600/ruche_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TJjPmX4fW8I/AAAAAAAAA-w/Z8m9JlHiquE/s320/ruche_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519389601495473090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this occasion we were about 6 mountain leaders leading several groups. Organisation credits go to: &lt;a href="http://www.grandeurnature.ch/"&gt;Barbara&lt;/a&gt;. Hurray and thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-4359238531896294946?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4359238531896294946/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=4359238531896294946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/4359238531896294946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/4359238531896294946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2010/09/outdoor-quiz.html' title='Outdoor quiz!'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TJjPlzmXBCI/AAAAAAAAA-o/MzVkNzmXttw/s72-c/ruche_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-5446101662960645982</id><published>2010-06-19T19:22:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T19:33:53.323+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sauvons le Mont Tendre!</title><content type='html'>En tant qu'accompagnateur en montagne amoureux du Jura et propriétaire de l'unique vélo au MONDE gratifié du joli nom de Mont Tendre, il me fallait y monter ce jour-là pour montrer aux militaires que le vent rebelle des esprits libres soufflait encore sur les crêtes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En selle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TBz_aQaa0WI/AAAAAAAAA9k/tGJzwSg8dTI/s1600/save_tendre_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TBz_aQaa0WI/AAAAAAAAA9k/tGJzwSg8dTI/s320/save_tendre_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484539272777879906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le plus haut sommet du Jura suisse (1678.8 m!) accueille une jolie congrégation de bonnes gens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TBz95dI-vjI/AAAAAAAAA9M/pAXEO1b0H7w/s1600/save_tendre_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TBz95dI-vjI/AAAAAAAAA9M/pAXEO1b0H7w/s320/save_tendre_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484537609747086898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On y était nombreux - et en bonne compagnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TBz956KZu2I/AAAAAAAAA9U/r5tgu-lioGI/s1600/save_tendre_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TBz956KZu2I/AAAAAAAAA9U/r5tgu-lioGI/s320/save_tendre_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484537617537678178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas question d'y mettre une antenne, vous voyez bien, comme ça c'est bien mieux ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TBz96Uq6JfI/AAAAAAAAA9c/bBKiRl-uwUo/s1600/save_tendre_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TBz96Uq6JfI/AAAAAAAAA9c/bBKiRl-uwUo/s320/save_tendre_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484537624653342194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-5446101662960645982?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5446101662960645982/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=5446101662960645982&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/5446101662960645982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/5446101662960645982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2010/06/sauvons-le-mont-tendre.html' title='Sauvons le Mont Tendre!'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TBz_aQaa0WI/AAAAAAAAA9k/tGJzwSg8dTI/s72-c/save_tendre_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-3005479378961505330</id><published>2010-06-19T19:14:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T20:31:57.186+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Narcissii tchekii</title><content type='html'>One picture from an outing with a group from Tchekoslovakia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TBz7nM4tPfI/AAAAAAAAA88/0EA4Pcl_RnU/s1600/narcisses_1_0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TBz7nM4tPfI/AAAAAAAAA88/0EA4Pcl_RnU/s320/narcisses_1_0037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484535097122962930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outing was organised by Jean-Marc from the &lt;a href="http://www.natscape.ch/"&gt;Natscape &lt;/a&gt;company. 'ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-3005479378961505330?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3005479378961505330/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=3005479378961505330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/3005479378961505330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/3005479378961505330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2010/06/narcissii-tchekii.html' title='Narcissii tchekii'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/TBz7nM4tPfI/AAAAAAAAA88/0EA4Pcl_RnU/s72-c/narcisses_1_0037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-6579473354901522036</id><published>2010-05-26T09:15:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T09:37:18.187+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Gris, vert, blanc, orange!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gris &lt;/span&gt;est la couleur du matin: des salons feutrés du Palace de Montreux aux brumes tenaces des hauteurs des Avants, nous menons -avec Jean-Marc d'&lt;a href="http://www.aventuresalpines.ch"&gt;Aventures Alpines&lt;/a&gt;- un groupe d'américains à la découverte des narcisses poétiques et des légendes romaines de la Riviera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S_zO-yVRVLI/AAAAAAAAA8k/tRXfcHeZSMo/s1600/avants_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S_zO-yVRVLI/AAAAAAAAA8k/tRXfcHeZSMo/s320/avants_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475478825033880754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Vertes &lt;/span&gt;les gorges du Chauderon l'après-midi, le soleil perce, transperce le feuillage tendre sur le bois mouillé. Ail des ours et langues de cerf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S_zO_Lm38UI/AAAAAAAAA8s/A0IVxTYDb-Q/s1600/avants_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S_zO_Lm38UI/AAAAAAAAA8s/A0IVxTYDb-Q/s320/avants_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475478831818600770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Blanc &lt;/span&gt;du papillon aux ailes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;oranges&lt;/span&gt;. C'est l'Aurore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Antocharis cardamines&lt;/span&gt;, friant (comme moi!-) de la cardamine des prés, au subtil goût de moutarde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S_zO_Sx3PPI/AAAAAAAAA80/2Qyrw3PxnVs/s1600/avants_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S_zO_Sx3PPI/AAAAAAAAA80/2Qyrw3PxnVs/s320/avants_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475478833743740146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-6579473354901522036?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6579473354901522036/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=6579473354901522036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/6579473354901522036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/6579473354901522036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2010/05/gris-vert-blanc-orange.html' title='Gris, vert, blanc, orange!'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S_zO-yVRVLI/AAAAAAAAA8k/tRXfcHeZSMo/s72-c/avants_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-7095751598750058792</id><published>2010-05-26T09:03:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T09:10:04.968+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Beast of the pond</title><content type='html'>Calme et volupté dans le lac des Bugnons, sous le Gibloux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un crapaud commun savoure les premières chaleurs et fait peu de cas du photographe amateur en quête de scoop printanier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S_zJJth_2kI/AAAAAAAAA8c/d_FKIMyq1Vk/s1600/crapaud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S_zJJth_2kI/AAAAAAAAA8c/d_FKIMyq1Vk/s320/crapaud.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475472415653878338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-7095751598750058792?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7095751598750058792/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=7095751598750058792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7095751598750058792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7095751598750058792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2010/05/beast-of-pond.html' title='Beast of the pond'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S_zJJth_2kI/AAAAAAAAA8c/d_FKIMyq1Vk/s72-c/crapaud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-7665156455796228124</id><published>2010-05-21T13:49:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T13:58:19.838+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Chemin du Mont Tendre est remis à neuf</title><content type='html'>Nouvelle potence, position plus haute, nouveau tube de selle, et direction &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;réparée &lt;/span&gt;par les soins de Ricca: (&lt;a href="http://www.cyclesricca.ch/"&gt;http://www.cyclesricca.ch/&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ouais et aussi la "guidonnette" bleue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S_Zz_OUconI/AAAAAAAAA8M/_LAupTA-zFA/s1600/Mont_Tendre_new_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S_Zz_OUconI/AAAAAAAAA8M/_LAupTA-zFA/s320/Mont_Tendre_new_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473689927128228466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huile Biodégradale végétale, belle couleur verte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S_Z1KElXA_I/AAAAAAAAA8U/Wf7Wa6DRWYM/s1600/Mont_Tendre_new_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S_Z1KElXA_I/AAAAAAAAA8U/Wf7Wa6DRWYM/s320/Mont_Tendre_new_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473691213004997618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-7665156455796228124?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7665156455796228124/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=7665156455796228124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7665156455796228124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7665156455796228124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2010/05/chemin-du-mont-tendre-est-remis-neuf.html' title='Chemin du Mont Tendre est remis à neuf'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S_Zz_OUconI/AAAAAAAAA8M/_LAupTA-zFA/s72-c/Mont_Tendre_new_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-2454156400908088353</id><published>2010-04-14T09:32:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T10:16:24.739+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Les Grands Travers de Brume</title><content type='html'>Et voici, après un long temps sans nouvelles, et avant les sorties de printemps, le compte-rendu de 2 jours en raquettes sur les hauteurs, entre Vaud et Neuch'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au premier jour, il y avait le vent, la brume, et la neige légère... à la keuleuleu, heu heu, faut pas se perdre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S8VxnSygUwI/AAAAAAAAA4s/glSXS27fbTk/s1600/roch_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S8VxnSygUwI/AAAAAAAAA4s/glSXS27fbTk/s320/roch_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459895043129103106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oula,  ça devient le Grand Nord par ici!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S8VxnzTrZfI/AAAAAAAAA40/3OTDKaygeA8/s1600/roch_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S8VxnzTrZfI/AAAAAAAAA40/3OTDKaygeA8/s320/roch_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459895051858175474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais  elle où c't'auberge? Ah ouais on y est!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S8Vy3PT-4cI/AAAAAAAAA5c/dugPOQRFDfo/s1600/roch_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S8Vy3PT-4cI/AAAAAAAAA5c/dugPOQRFDfo/s320/roch_7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459896416585310658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au 2ème jour, après fondue et nuit à l'auberge des Rochats, nous sommes partis chercher le haut du Solliat (1465 m) et approcher le monstrueux cirque gelé dans l'épaisseur cotonneuse des brumes jurassiques, luttant sur le haut plateau venteux à la frontière du Grand Travers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grande troupe, petits passages, arbres gelés, c'est l'top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S8VxoNILMLI/AAAAAAAAA48/IecZuJvJrAU/s1600/roch_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S8VxoNILMLI/AAAAAAAAA48/IecZuJvJrAU/s320/roch_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459895058789249202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allo Allo, nous sommes au sommet, ya que nous, belle vue en noir et blanc à 1080 degrés (360° en 3D sans lunettes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S8Vxof8UhDI/AAAAAAAAA5E/3ctQRSsmLFw/s1600/roch_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S8Vxof8UhDI/AAAAAAAAA5E/3ctQRSsmLFw/s320/roch_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459895063839802418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ola! Voici les falaises: pas un pas de plus je vous prie! ... brrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S8V0wf6ODsI/AAAAAAAAA5k/mLGL0lHQY6E/s1600/roch_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S8V0wf6ODsI/AAAAAAAAA5k/mLGL0lHQY6E/s320/roch_8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459898499804827330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le temps des sourires est toujours avec nous, et on joue à cache-cache entre les troncs de hêtres rabougris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S8VxoicZd_I/AAAAAAAAA5M/TXvt9j3bDLk/s1600/roch_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S8VxoicZd_I/AAAAAAAAA5M/TXvt9j3bDLk/s320/roch_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459895064511215602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vive le vent d'Hiver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S8Vx3AB3ceI/AAAAAAAAA5U/9yb7EKuyOgU/s1600/roch_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S8Vx3AB3ceI/AAAAAAAAA5U/9yb7EKuyOgU/s320/roch_6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459895312971166178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vive le vent, vive le vent, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              vive le vent d'hiver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              qui s'en va sifflant, soufflant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              dans les grands sapins verts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              Vive le temps, vive le temps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              vive le temps d'hiver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              boules de neige et jour de l'an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              et bonne année grand-mère&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-2454156400908088353?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2454156400908088353/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=2454156400908088353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/2454156400908088353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/2454156400908088353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2010/04/les-grands-travers-de-brume.html' title='Les Grands Travers de Brume'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S8VxnSygUwI/AAAAAAAAA4s/glSXS27fbTk/s72-c/roch_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-6261962085686955871</id><published>2010-02-09T15:15:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T15:22:34.964+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Festiraquettes 2010 - Rathvel, Les Paccots</title><content type='html'>A l'occasion du Festiraquettes 2010 de l'Association Suisse des Accompagnateurs en Montagne (&lt;a href="http://www.randonnee.ch/"&gt;ASAM&lt;/a&gt;), nous étions une dizaine autour d'un bon feu pour accueillir les clients de la région et leur faire découvrir notre beau métier, ainsi que les joies de la raquette à neige accompagnée, pour découvrir les merveilles de la nature en hiver ... et en toute sécurité!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo mosaïque au camp de base,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S3FvaE9IPHI/AAAAAAAAA38/YSD-FVii8jE/s1600-h/mosaique.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S3FvaE9IPHI/AAAAAAAAA38/YSD-FVii8jE/s320/mosaique.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436248719010315378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... et ambiance en balade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S3FvaZAeNxI/AAAAAAAAA4E/q79rvIRofW4/s1600-h/festi10_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S3FvaZAeNxI/AAAAAAAAA4E/q79rvIRofW4/s320/festi10_7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436248724393047826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A l'année prochaine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-6261962085686955871?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6261962085686955871/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=6261962085686955871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/6261962085686955871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/6261962085686955871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2010/02/festiraquettes-2010-rathvel-les-paccots.html' title='Festiraquettes 2010 - Rathvel, Les Paccots'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S3FvaE9IPHI/AAAAAAAAA38/YSD-FVii8jE/s72-c/mosaique.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-480760737528625012</id><published>2010-02-09T14:22:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T14:29:48.334+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Autour des Diables</title><content type='html'>Il ne faisait pas monstre beau pour cette sortie "famille" autour des Diables, mais en 2 heures on a pu faire une belle balade en raquettes, avec passage du pont suspendu, montée à la Siaz, traces de lynx possibles et beau petit "sommet", avant de s'en retourner vers les chalets de la route Royale où toute la congrégation des cousines et cousins s'apprêtaient à savourer la fondue traditionnelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voici le fameux pont, pas haut mais ça bougeotte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S3FjCD4lCpI/AAAAAAAAA3s/W0M7-eGc7mQ/s1600-h/cormin_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S3FjCD4lCpI/AAAAAAAAA3s/W0M7-eGc7mQ/s320/cormin_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436235112266402450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au sommet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S3FjCcLQpRI/AAAAAAAAA30/6G1VRUm5OFE/s1600-h/cormin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S3FjCcLQpRI/AAAAAAAAA30/6G1VRUm5OFE/s320/cormin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436235118787208466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-480760737528625012?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/480760737528625012/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=480760737528625012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/480760737528625012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/480760737528625012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2010/02/autour-des-diables.html' title='Autour des Diables'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S3FjCD4lCpI/AAAAAAAAA3s/W0M7-eGc7mQ/s72-c/cormin_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-769043842372619807</id><published>2010-02-08T16:51:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T17:01:09.639+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Aux racines du ciel</title><content type='html'>Dans le pays de Neuchâtel, au sortir du brouillard, j'ai trouvé les racines du ciel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S3Az4Sm59cI/AAAAAAAAA3c/-ek-8AWJ6uY/s1600-h/racine_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S3Az4Sm59cI/AAAAAAAAA3c/-ek-8AWJ6uY/s320/racine_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435901792396899778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le mont Racine, 1439 mètres au-dessus du niveau de la mer ... et environ 3 mètres sous le ciel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S3Az4iaYoPI/AAAAAAAAA3k/S0O__dn1qbw/s1600-h/racine_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S3Az4iaYoPI/AAAAAAAAA3k/S0O__dn1qbw/s320/racine_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435901796639351026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-769043842372619807?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/769043842372619807/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=769043842372619807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/769043842372619807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/769043842372619807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2010/02/aux-racines-du-ciel.html' title='Aux racines du ciel'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S3Az4Sm59cI/AAAAAAAAA3c/-ek-8AWJ6uY/s72-c/racine_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-6115193072502256316</id><published>2010-01-26T22:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T22:22:26.563+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Fou du (F)Roi</title><content type='html'>Reconnaissance pour le festiraquette 2010 à Rathvel, Les Paccots, Fribourg, Suisse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quelques AM en vadrouille pour découvrir le parcours concocté par JF, un régal. Oui mais qu'est-ce quyf'zait froid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JF, Pascale et Marc sortent de la forêt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S19cwfFyKlI/AAAAAAAAA3A/TB7VD_17JSc/s1600-h/jf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S19cwfFyKlI/AAAAAAAAA3A/TB7VD_17JSc/s320/jf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431161663681342034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M, enfin au soleil, se lâche un brin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S19cwudbMCI/AAAAAAAAA3I/tqGEVAncaO4/s1600-h/mnr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S19cwudbMCI/AAAAAAAAA3I/tqGEVAncaO4/s320/mnr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431161667807031330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soir, neige, FROID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S19cw8YG3YI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/tt7yjzRTcUs/s1600-h/cold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S19cw8YG3YI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/tt7yjzRTcUs/s320/cold.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431161671542824322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-6115193072502256316?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6115193072502256316/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=6115193072502256316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/6115193072502256316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/6115193072502256316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2010/01/le-fou-du-froi.html' title='Le Fou du (F)Roi'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S19cwfFyKlI/AAAAAAAAA3A/TB7VD_17JSc/s72-c/jf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-1044691651528237526</id><published>2010-01-20T09:32:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T22:21:22.557+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gibloux, pays de loups</title><content type='html'>Avec l'ami Bastian, une journée au pied du Gibloux pour préparer une sortie de classe prévue au printemps 2010. Eh bé, on espère qu'il fera un peu moins frais que ce jour-là: -8° et un petit vent qui perce tout.&lt;br /&gt;Oui ça pinçait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bast, le loup, trotte dans la neige en bordure des marais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1bAvoQDoFI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/DmCITuuXNM4/s1600-h/gibloux_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1bAvoQDoFI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/DmCITuuXNM4/s320/gibloux_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428738325332861010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les pives sont collées au sol, c'est le béton des bois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1cVoEi7wfI/AAAAAAAAA24/hB6NwTV6th4/s1600-h/gibloux_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1cVoEi7wfI/AAAAAAAAA24/hB6NwTV6th4/s320/gibloux_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428831653977637362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rien ne bouge, la lisière nous regarde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1bAwCTrHUI/AAAAAAAAA2o/wixjs8x1Wrw/s1600-h/gibloux_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1bAwCTrHUI/AAAAAAAAA2o/wixjs8x1Wrw/s320/gibloux_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428738332327353666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bast, le loup, suit les traces d'un petit animal, miam miam, un campagnol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1bAwWKbVzI/AAAAAAAAA2w/tsf3CVHMV1E/s1600-h/gibloux_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1bAwWKbVzI/AAAAAAAAA2w/tsf3CVHMV1E/s320/gibloux_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428738337657280306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-1044691651528237526?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1044691651528237526/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=1044691651528237526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/1044691651528237526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/1044691651528237526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2010/01/gibloux-pays-de-loups.html' title='Gibloux, pays de loups'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1bAvoQDoFI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/DmCITuuXNM4/s72-c/gibloux_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-1049365220206387235</id><published>2010-01-20T09:10:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T09:27:42.649+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Traces dans la brume</title><content type='html'>Quand on regarde les magazines &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;outdoor &lt;/span&gt;y'en a que pour le soleil, la poudreuse et les ciels bleus profonds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dehors&lt;/span&gt;, c'est pas que ça!&lt;br /&gt;Ya aussi la brume, la neige cartonnée, le froid mouillé, et c'est tout doux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce jour-là, après une sortie avec des clients, je suis monté seul dans les pentes fumantes de brouillard, sur la neige rare et durcie, accompagné d'un petit crachin qui me chatouillait les oreilles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1a9yvjmLAI/AAAAAAAAA2A/rwOSPCHu_aM/s1600-h/chalet_brume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1a9yvjmLAI/AAAAAAAAA2A/rwOSPCHu_aM/s320/chalet_brume.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428735080298589186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le nez au sol, j'ai vu de jolies traces, les reconnaîtras-tu?&lt;br /&gt;Trace 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1a9y-ucl6I/AAAAAAAAA2I/YcGPG4Ffvf4/s1600-h/trace_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1a9y-ucl6I/AAAAAAAAA2I/YcGPG4Ffvf4/s320/trace_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428735084370630562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trace 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1a9zHv_1RI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Y3KN1uis1y4/s1600-h/trace_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1a9zHv_1RI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Y3KN1uis1y4/s320/trace_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428735086793053458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-1049365220206387235?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1049365220206387235/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=1049365220206387235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/1049365220206387235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/1049365220206387235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2010/01/traces-dans-la-brume.html' title='Traces dans la brume'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1a9yvjmLAI/AAAAAAAAA2A/rwOSPCHu_aM/s72-c/chalet_brume.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-4689052580671269577</id><published>2010-01-20T08:57:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T22:22:47.510+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ovronnaz 2009</title><content type='html'>En montagne, la fin de l'été est parfois comme un début d'hiver. En ce mois d'octobre 2009, un froid sibérien est venu soudain geler le nez des randonneurs automnaux, égarés en mode "été" dans les pentes des Alpes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est les couleurs de l'automne, c'est la lumière de l'automne, mais c'est déjà l'hiver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feuilles de Peuplier Tremble dans les sous-bois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1a5VZKtl3I/AAAAAAAAA1g/sn2Fpak3AxE/s1600-h/tremble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1a5VZKtl3I/AAAAAAAAA1g/sn2Fpak3AxE/s320/tremble.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428730178025920370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sur les hauteurs d'Ovronnaz, scène 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1a5VvdtmiI/AAAAAAAAA1o/cqYSvmI-B64/s1600-h/Ov_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1a5VvdtmiI/AAAAAAAAA1o/cqYSvmI-B64/s320/Ov_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428730184011192866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sur les hauteurs d'Ovronnaz, scène 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1a5V2LDeMI/AAAAAAAAA1w/QgjIGYKyof4/s1600-h/Ov_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1a5V2LDeMI/AAAAAAAAA1w/QgjIGYKyof4/s320/Ov_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428730185811982530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retour en flanc Est, givre et neige même pas fondue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1a5WCR60XI/AAAAAAAAA14/Pa1KtEaCqe0/s1600-h/Givre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1a5WCR60XI/AAAAAAAAA14/Pa1KtEaCqe0/s320/Givre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428730189062001010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-4689052580671269577?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4689052580671269577/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=4689052580671269577&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/4689052580671269577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/4689052580671269577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2010/01/ovronnaz-2009.html' title='Ovronnaz 2009'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/S1a5VZKtl3I/AAAAAAAAA1g/sn2Fpak3AxE/s72-c/tremble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-8746711272202626468</id><published>2009-10-23T10:46:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:28:04.590+01:00</updated><title type='text'>International Glaciological Society outing</title><content type='html'>Two half days (28-29 august) accompanying an IGS &lt;strong&gt;(International Glaciological Society) &lt;/strong&gt;outing. Interesting and scary: by 2040, there might be nothing left of the Tsan Fleuron glacier above Les Diablerets. And then how will we store the water? At the moment most summer-time waters come from glacial melt waters infiltrating the karst, but when all the ice will have gone, it will be only snow melt and remaining aquifers, which may not be very large in a karstic environment... better find some other way of storing the water in the Alps, and fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous day I was leading an evening tour down in the valley, so I joined the group on the second day after their departure from the cabane des Diablerets. As I started down from the cable-car towards the hut, I saw them straight in front of me, at the same level as I was, moving up the scree towards the glacier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SuFxN9LA_RI/AAAAAAAAA0E/oRPiFJb3iEs/s1600-h/IGS_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SuFxN9LA_RI/AAAAAAAAA0E/oRPiFJb3iEs/s320/IGS_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395718313139567890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SuFxN8aNWaI/AAAAAAAAA0M/x3MBPX6MeZM/s1600-h/IGS_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SuFxN8aNWaI/AAAAAAAAA0M/x3MBPX6MeZM/s320/IGS_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395718312934857122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the glacier towards the Devil's Skittle (La Quille du Diable).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SuFxOGAhS-I/AAAAAAAAA0U/w6O_S5wt0Mc/s1600-h/IGS_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SuFxOGAhS-I/AAAAAAAAA0U/w6O_S5wt0Mc/s320/IGS_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395718315511466978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group on the karst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SuFxOYzoovI/AAAAAAAAA0c/CdbxmRU1WsA/s1600-h/IGS_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SuFxOYzoovI/AAAAAAAAA0c/CdbxmRU1WsA/s320/IGS_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395718320557695730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading back, view towards la Tête de Barme (3,185 m), from where the second rock fall over Derborence took place in 1749 (&lt;a href="http://www.derborence.ch/histoire/"&gt;http://www.derborence.ch/histoire/&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SuFxOegzbJI/AAAAAAAAA0k/4VbUHESgxTo/s1600-h/IGS_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SuFxOegzbJI/AAAAAAAAA0k/4VbUHESgxTo/s320/IGS_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395718322089323666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See a longer account of the whole trip &lt;a href="http://ltheln21.hmg.inpg.fr/PagePerso/ceresetti/Diablerets.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-8746711272202626468?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8746711272202626468/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=8746711272202626468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/8746711272202626468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/8746711272202626468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2009/10/international-glaciological-society.html' title='International Glaciological Society outing'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SuFxN9LA_RI/AAAAAAAAA0E/oRPiFJb3iEs/s72-c/IGS_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-745827277118816176</id><published>2009-09-17T13:39:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T13:44:37.622+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch your step...</title><content type='html'>1 picture from Dent de Lys ridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swiss Alps, close to Montreux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SrIgtCLDJiI/AAAAAAAAAzk/LGbz_pM1llg/s1600-h/Ridge_Lys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SrIgtCLDJiI/AAAAAAAAAzk/LGbz_pM1llg/s400/Ridge_Lys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382400462710580770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-745827277118816176?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/745827277118816176/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=745827277118816176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/745827277118816176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/745827277118816176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2009/09/watch-your-step.html' title='Watch your step...'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SrIgtCLDJiI/AAAAAAAAAzk/LGbz_pM1llg/s72-c/Ridge_Lys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-6581904399427315622</id><published>2009-09-09T12:59:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T13:07:46.722+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Chemin du Mont Tendre</title><content type='html'>Mon &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;nouveau &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new &lt;/span&gt;vélo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bike&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SqeL-sJgXKI/AAAAAAAAAyo/vOrsXF8j-kc/s1600-h/chemin_tendre_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SqeL-sJgXKI/AAAAAAAAAyo/vOrsXF8j-kc/s320/chemin_tendre_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379422189036526754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constructeurs &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Builders&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.lapetitereine.ch/"&gt;www.lapetitereine.ch&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SqeL_Lap_xI/AAAAAAAAAyw/XHmIxbwX0fk/s1600-h/chemin_tendre_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SqeL_Lap_xI/AAAAAAAAAyw/XHmIxbwX0fk/s320/chemin_tendre_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379422197429960466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Premier &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First &lt;/span&gt;tour &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SqeL_QhpocI/AAAAAAAAAy4/r5NevT7kvWI/s1600-h/chemin_tendre_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SqeL_QhpocI/AAAAAAAAAy4/r5NevT7kvWI/s320/chemin_tendre_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379422198801473986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frime &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Show-off&lt;/span&gt; à &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at &lt;/span&gt;la maison &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SqeL_-T1PbI/AAAAAAAAAzA/SDe50N7Tcuk/s1600-h/chemin_tendre_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SqeL_-T1PbI/AAAAAAAAAzA/SDe50N7Tcuk/s320/chemin_tendre_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379422211091545522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-6581904399427315622?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6581904399427315622/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=6581904399427315622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/6581904399427315622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/6581904399427315622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2009/09/chemin-du-mont-tendre.html' title='Chemin du Mont Tendre'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SqeL-sJgXKI/AAAAAAAAAyo/vOrsXF8j-kc/s72-c/chemin_tendre_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-5776590238910944789</id><published>2009-09-04T11:50:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T12:01:06.568+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tavillons lons lons</title><content type='html'>On trouve dans les Alpes des toitures couvertes de tavillons, qui sont des tuiles faites en bois d'épicéa. Cette méthode de recouvrement est utilisée à nouveau, et de plus en plus, dans nos régions. Les tavillons s'usent plus ou moins vite en fonction du climat, de l'altitude et de l'orientation du pan de toit sur lequel ils sont posés. Les tavillons sur l'image que je vous propose ci-dessous sont déjà bien délabrés...mais quelle est cette étrange visiteuse qui semble posée sur le faîte du chalet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SqDlUjGMh2I/AAAAAAAAAyI/fB5x7tqcnoM/s1600-h/shingles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SqDlUjGMh2I/AAAAAAAAAyI/fB5x7tqcnoM/s320/shingles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377550096261744482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SqDknIVsbhI/AAAAAAAAAyA/ePyE-WuENqw/s1600-h/shingles.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-5776590238910944789?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5776590238910944789/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=5776590238910944789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/5776590238910944789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/5776590238910944789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2009/09/tavillons-lons-lons.html' title='Tavillons lons lons'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SqDlUjGMh2I/AAAAAAAAAyI/fB5x7tqcnoM/s72-c/shingles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-1797901474838956893</id><published>2009-09-04T11:28:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T11:43:01.132+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Green kids</title><content type='html'>2 classes for a walk through forest and pastures.&lt;br /&gt;This is what it's like to be leading a squeeling group of green kids in the mountains of Switzerland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SqDg8dVKXtI/AAAAAAAAAxw/rfbQuHfUgRM/s1600-h/green_kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SqDg8dVKXtI/AAAAAAAAAxw/rfbQuHfUgRM/s320/green_kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377545284350533330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the teachers had their lot of fun too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SqDg8nIu7qI/AAAAAAAAAx4/5qbaVKi6rZU/s1600-h/teacher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SqDg8nIu7qI/AAAAAAAAAx4/5qbaVKi6rZU/s320/teacher.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377545286982758050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-1797901474838956893?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1797901474838956893/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=1797901474838956893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/1797901474838956893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/1797901474838956893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2009/09/green-kids.html' title='Green kids'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SqDg8dVKXtI/AAAAAAAAAxw/rfbQuHfUgRM/s72-c/green_kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-8815896526580263216</id><published>2009-08-11T08:22:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T09:27:45.311+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Souvenir de printemps</title><content type='html'>Trois jours de balade au pied du Jura, en famille et en amis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La fleur éphémère de l'hépatique printanière.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SoETrpn4iBI/AAAAAAAAAvE/6sD_3He8jAg/s1600-h/hepatique.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SoETrpn4iBI/AAAAAAAAAvE/6sD_3He8jAg/s320/hepatique.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368593871430780946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La délicate violette blanche (si si!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SoEdMmTdU6I/AAAAAAAAAvs/FY2E-sfbaig/s1600-h/violette_blanche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SoEdMmTdU6I/AAAAAAAAAvs/FY2E-sfbaig/s320/violette_blanche.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368604333080138658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Une arrivée dans la nuit dans une ferme des contreforts jurassiens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SoETr4CM0zI/AAAAAAAAAvM/88AgE7SxNz8/s1600-h/late_arrival.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SoETr4CM0zI/AAAAAAAAAvM/88AgE7SxNz8/s320/late_arrival.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368593875299259186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambiance étrange dans les chênaies aux petits sentiers virolants. Nous avons trouvé la Pierre Pendue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SoEVxcV5vrI/AAAAAAAAAvU/cnFieeX2zrs/s1600-h/trier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SoEVxcV5vrI/AAAAAAAAAvU/cnFieeX2zrs/s320/trier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368596169968172722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oisillon mangé, couleur d'ailes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SoEVxr_PnuI/AAAAAAAAAvc/RmVr4BN5F-g/s1600-h/egg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SoEVxr_PnuI/AAAAAAAAAvc/RmVr4BN5F-g/s320/egg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368596174168104674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...et renhêtre à chaque fois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SoEXa7gk40I/AAAAAAAAAvk/XPXlNJsEzLs/s1600-h/petit_hetre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SoEXa7gk40I/AAAAAAAAAvk/XPXlNJsEzLs/s320/petit_hetre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368597982220706626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-8815896526580263216?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8815896526580263216/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=8815896526580263216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/8815896526580263216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/8815896526580263216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2009/08/souvenir-de-printemps.html' title='Souvenir de printemps'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SoETrpn4iBI/AAAAAAAAAvE/6sD_3He8jAg/s72-c/hepatique.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-7567161469884333751</id><published>2009-07-15T20:00:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:20:22.139+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Les Mémises</title><content type='html'>Rapidos, quelques photos du tour de reconnoissance pour un client qui n'est jamais venu (une grosse boîte de la région vaudoise!), quel dommage messieurs-dames, jugez-en plutôt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C't'ami Yves, photographe éclairé et éclairant (&lt;a href="http://yves-junod.com/site1/"&gt;REGARDEZ!&lt;/a&gt;) était de la partie. Les photographes sont une race de randonneurs à part: 90% du poids de leur sac c'est du matos de photo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sl4aIJdmAwI/AAAAAAAAAq4/fYCKX-V8ObY/s1600-h/M%C3%A9mises_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sl4aIJdmAwI/AAAAAAAAAq4/fYCKX-V8ObY/s320/M%C3%A9mises_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358749333898789634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le brouillard s'accroche au nord des pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sl4aHWaycrI/AAAAAAAAAqo/8lfa7qnNBXY/s1600-h/M%C3%A9mises_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sl4aHWaycrI/AAAAAAAAAqo/8lfa7qnNBXY/s320/M%C3%A9mises_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358749320196813490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et sur la crête, la grande marguerite a mis sa plus belle coiffe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sl4aHy5C3GI/AAAAAAAAAqw/N2XChx0rMpU/s1600-h/M%C3%A9mises_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sl4aHy5C3GI/AAAAAAAAAqw/N2XChx0rMpU/s320/M%C3%A9mises_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358749327839911010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depuis le sommet, le lac, on le voit BIEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sl4aImhfyKI/AAAAAAAAArA/cJBoF5nM7wg/s1600-h/M%C3%A9mises_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sl4aImhfyKI/AAAAAAAAArA/cJBoF5nM7wg/s320/M%C3%A9mises_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358749341699786914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-7567161469884333751?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7567161469884333751/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=7567161469884333751&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7567161469884333751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7567161469884333751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2009/07/les-memises.html' title='Les Mémises'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sl4aIJdmAwI/AAAAAAAAAq4/fYCKX-V8ObY/s72-c/M%C3%A9mises_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-4536647863770719244</id><published>2009-06-18T08:58:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T09:50:26.270+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mountain shells</title><content type='html'>Did you know that in the Alps you can find sea shells?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's because the rocks that form the mountains were originally sea bed sediments that contained sea-dwelling animals. The sediments hardened with time and then were thrust upwards and folded when the Alps were shaped by the collision of European and African continents some 35 million years ago (to make a long story short).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you can find shell-like creatures high up in the mountains: some are embedded in the rocks and are known as fossils; others come from all over the world to visit their ancestors and you can actually see them walking around on FEET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to V from &lt;a href="http://www.rando-decouverte.ch/"&gt;Rando Decouverte&lt;/a&gt;,  I was lucky to be able to guide some of these shell visitors on a one day hike around the Col du Pillon area: here are a few pictures from that outing, a magnificent day in the Alps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picnic with a view. That's the Arnensee down there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sjnq0g80VTI/AAAAAAAAApQ/f7GSYgH73Pg/s1600-h/palette_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sjnq0g80VTI/AAAAAAAAApQ/f7GSYgH73Pg/s320/palette_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348564220398294322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a group picture of the visiting shells! (fossils can be seen under their shoes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sjnq078HtMI/AAAAAAAAApY/x-muWhCdCt8/s1600-h/palette_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sjnq078HtMI/AAAAAAAAApY/x-muWhCdCt8/s320/palette_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348564227643126978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A russian custom to sooth boiling feet in hot weather:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;find snow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;take shoes off&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;walk/ski/roll around in snow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sjnq1CX2vJI/AAAAAAAAApg/wdM2EcUbmHY/s1600-h/palette_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sjnq1CX2vJI/AAAAAAAAApg/wdM2EcUbmHY/s320/palette_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348564229370068114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd never done it, well, I'll do it again, thanks Natalia!&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sjnq1GjLp6I/AAAAAAAAApo/vA85mxKJbe8/s1600-h/palette_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sjnq1GjLp6I/AAAAAAAAApo/vA85mxKJbe8/s320/palette_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348564230491318178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These shells were good walkers so we had time to hike up to the Palette d'Isenau (2170 m). Here's one shell reaching the final flowery ridge.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sjnq1SOkUkI/AAAAAAAAApw/dW1ggetgx3o/s1600-h/palette_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sjnq1SOkUkI/AAAAAAAAApw/dW1ggetgx3o/s320/palette_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348564233626079810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russian shells peeping from behind European trolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SjnrRsTWZmI/AAAAAAAAAp4/lO59N0gkJH8/s1600-h/palette_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SjnrRsTWZmI/AAAAAAAAAp4/lO59N0gkJH8/s320/palette_6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348564721661797986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great view over the Diablerets massif, where small devils play skittles on ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SjnrR4yoDHI/AAAAAAAAAqA/B-oZkK5Hneo/s1600-h/palette_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SjnrR4yoDHI/AAAAAAAAAqA/B-oZkK5Hneo/s320/palette_7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348564725014203506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How good can it get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SjnrSGr-67I/AAAAAAAAAqI/843R8DH3Y5E/s1600-h/palette_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SjnrSGr-67I/AAAAAAAAAqI/843R8DH3Y5E/s320/palette_8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348564728744438706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Anemone pulsatilla (Pasque Flower) watch the shells as they roll carefully down the steep slopes of Palette.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SjnrSJsUvlI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/Q1y9LHjrwZs/s1600-h/palette_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SjnrSJsUvlI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/Q1y9LHjrwZs/s320/palette_9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348564729551175250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you say steep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SjnrSV0VlqI/AAAAAAAAAqY/nan-8m4JdRQ/s1600-h/palette_91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 85px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SjnrSV0VlqI/AAAAAAAAAqY/nan-8m4JdRQ/s320/palette_91.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348564732806010530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SjnrjS5euhI/AAAAAAAAAqg/oniX8h0lEKg/s1600-h/palette_92.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SjnrjS5euhI/AAAAAAAAAqg/oniX8h0lEKg/s320/palette_92.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348565024080050706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-4536647863770719244?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4536647863770719244/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=4536647863770719244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/4536647863770719244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/4536647863770719244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/mountain-shells.html' title='Mountain shells'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sjnq0g80VTI/AAAAAAAAApQ/f7GSYgH73Pg/s72-c/palette_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-3068174288188228387</id><published>2009-06-03T10:50:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T11:12:11.509+02:00</updated><title type='text'>From the other side</title><content type='html'>I'd like to post a few photos of an original outing we did with my friend RO at the end of the snow season: we were headed for the Mont Tendre (not unusual for me, I LOVE that mountain), but this time we started out from the bottom of the East slopes, which makes it a longer hike but also leads you through wild forests and past one of the best kept secrets of the Jura: the .... hoho! you thought you were getting a scoop there didn't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AnywayZZ, here are 3 pictures from that day, sometime in early April 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the view from the cliffs of ... (hohoho, almost!). Those are the trees we walked through. Like in a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SiY9O2aBkQI/AAAAAAAAAo4/F0shuOIfZGo/s1600-h/Pe_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SiY9O2aBkQI/AAAAAAAAAo4/F0shuOIfZGo/s320/Pe_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343025333253804290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the trees, RO is enjoying the hard snow and the bright sun light. It's spring time already, plenty of animal tracks, trees are green, eyes like slits and burning skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SiY9OwSSFkI/AAAAAAAAApA/FyduddTJ1vY/s1600-h/MT_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SiY9OwSSFkI/AAAAAAAAApA/FyduddTJ1vY/s320/MT_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343025331610719810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost there, the geodesic triangle sticks out against the sky. Some other hikers are already up there. Nice chat, french skiers actually over from the Risoux area, we shared a bottle of Jura white wine: the down-going went smoothly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SiY9PINvsqI/AAAAAAAAApI/EW4zeD1VnFo/s1600-h/MT_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SiY9PINvsqI/AAAAAAAAApI/EW4zeD1VnFo/s320/MT_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343025338034139810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-3068174288188228387?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3068174288188228387/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=3068174288188228387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/3068174288188228387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/3068174288188228387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/from-other-side.html' title='From the other side'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SiY9O2aBkQI/AAAAAAAAAo4/F0shuOIfZGo/s72-c/Pe_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-4768393341809905730</id><published>2009-05-27T11:36:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T16:27:15.612+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Complètement casqués!</title><content type='html'>Ah mon beau, mon cool, mon cher vélo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je l'utilis(ais) tous les jours, il était mon ami, mon compagnon d'aventures, mon coursier moderne, mon tracteur à pédales, mon 4X4 à moi! Je lui avais acheté la plus belle selle au MONDE: une Brooks B17 en cuir de couleur miel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est fini, on me l'a volé...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sh0ZsCXKelI/AAAAAAAAAoA/_lDaaoa2cMs/s1600-h/My_Bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sh0ZsCXKelI/AAAAAAAAAoA/_lDaaoa2cMs/s320/My_Bike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340452977470241362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rien de plus à dire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...mais quand même, je ne peux pas résister: voici quelques images d'une sortie -la dernière avec mon vélo bleu acier- sur les routes de Fribourg et Berne, accroché aux roues de cyclistes aux jambes longilignes et bronzées, fonçant sur leurs machines en carbone pré-formé, allégé et génétiquement astiqué.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nous voici en route pour Charmey, lâchés (déjà!) par le groupe de tête.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sh0ZsST1-cI/AAAAAAAAAoI/8f791mAce1g/s1600-h/en_route.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sh0ZsST1-cI/AAAAAAAAAoI/8f791mAce1g/s320/en_route.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340452981751282114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au sommet du Jaun pass, regroupement général!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sh0ZsXQlRHI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ftgHOu90dwQ/s1600-h/Jaun_pass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sh0ZsXQlRHI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ftgHOu90dwQ/s320/Jaun_pass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340452983079781490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrivée au bord du Lac de Thun qui s'écoule en un flux tranquille et limpide vers les plaines du nord. Arrêt vin rouge et mignardises (on peut tout se permettre quand on est sportif).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sh0ZslGavBI/AAAAAAAAAoY/TrKkaMpLv1w/s1600-h/thun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sh0ZslGavBI/AAAAAAAAAoY/TrKkaMpLv1w/s320/thun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340452986795244562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le lendemain, il fait beau. Résultat: un je-sais-quoi de contentement dans l'expression faciale et un manque total du sens du ridicule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sh6fLuiK4CI/AAAAAAAAAow/RgqeZxm8fZ8/s1600-h/casqu%C3%A9_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sh6fLuiK4CI/AAAAAAAAAow/RgqeZxm8fZ8/s320/casqu%C3%A9_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340881231926714402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'expression fanfaronne des sportifs sur l'image témoigne de la rudesse de l'effort accompli: messieurs, vous êtes complétement casqués!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sh0Zs5W4jCI/AAAAAAAAAog/apODwsBhWbc/s1600-h/retour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sh0Zs5W4jCI/AAAAAAAAAog/apODwsBhWbc/s320/retour.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340452992233016354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-4768393341809905730?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4768393341809905730/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=4768393341809905730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/4768393341809905730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/4768393341809905730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/completement-casques.html' title='Complètement casqués!'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sh0ZsCXKelI/AAAAAAAAAoA/_lDaaoa2cMs/s72-c/My_Bike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-4155731447032315415</id><published>2009-04-20T18:35:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:55:57.510+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Danes are here!</title><content type='html'>Mid-March 09, still lots of the white stuff we like so much, bright hot sunshine, beautiful landscapes and a bunch of lively danish young scientists (sort of), coming straight from their school in Denmark, after 563 hours of bus-riding and 3 days non-stop partying in Geneva. Sounds gggooood? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures of some great moments we spent together on our snowshoes in The Diablerets area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the picnic, energy needs to be spent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Seym--eOFiI/AAAAAAAAAng/Mg4WzTefKJQ/s1600-h/Rard_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Seym--eOFiI/AAAAAAAAAng/Mg4WzTefKJQ/s320/Rard_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326816060124304930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way along the ridge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Seym_K357CI/AAAAAAAAAno/_DxUQQI2w1Y/s1600-h/Rard_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Seym_K357CI/AAAAAAAAAno/_DxUQQI2w1Y/s320/Rard_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326816063453260834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some mountains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Seym_KSBOyI/AAAAAAAAAnw/gRZSgOQSpGY/s1600-h/Rard_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Seym_KSBOyI/AAAAAAAAAnw/gRZSgOQSpGY/s320/Rard_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326816063294356258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole group, thanks folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Seym_c3whRI/AAAAAAAAAn4/2kNWa05thdU/s1600-h/Rard_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Seym_c3whRI/AAAAAAAAAn4/2kNWa05thdU/s320/Rard_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326816068284482834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And thanks to Laure at &lt;a href="http://www.aventuresalpines.ch/#/accueil/"&gt;www.aventuresalpines.ch&lt;/a&gt; who hired me for the job and to Virginie at &lt;a href="http://www.rando-decouverte.ch/"&gt;www.rando-decouverte.ch&lt;/a&gt; who was the other mountain leader on the tour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-4155731447032315415?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4155731447032315415/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=4155731447032315415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/4155731447032315415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/4155731447032315415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/danes-are-here.html' title='The Danes are here!'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Seym--eOFiI/AAAAAAAAAng/Mg4WzTefKJQ/s72-c/Rard_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-5025917954806707715</id><published>2009-03-11T17:32:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T20:41:06.561+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Charmey Event</title><content type='html'>Disons que c'était un truc de sponsors/grand public/ event/promotion et que quelques AMs de l'ASAM se sont bougés pour y aller jeter un oeil et prendre contact avec l'association Sentiers-Raquettes qui est vraiment devenue incontournable dans nos régions. L'idée: ces sentiers drainent tellement de monde qu'on aurait tort de se priver d'un tel réservoir de clients potentiels. Donc autant mettre nos frilosités au placard et aller voir ce qui se passe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sbfpyqefn-I/AAAAAAAAAnA/Qc0o2SenZA4/s1600-h/charmey_stand_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sbfpyqefn-I/AAAAAAAAAnA/Qc0o2SenZA4/s320/charmey_stand_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311971342111711202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A propos de frileux, en voilà 2 (hello Bas, hello Vir) qui l'étaient pas: le matin, y faisait une de ces cramines j't'e'dis'pas! Déjà à Broc, y faisait -18 (C)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sbfq8On6U5I/AAAAAAAAAnI/uVksYq8pNDc/s1600-h/Bastian%26Vir_Charmey_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sbfq8On6U5I/AAAAAAAAAnI/uVksYq8pNDc/s320/Bastian%26Vir_Charmey_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311972605945336722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a fait un tour de 2 heures avec un groupe de lecteurs du Sillon Romand, chouette. Bon c'est pas le canada non plus sur ces sentiers damés-balisés, mais eh ... que la montagne est belle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SbfstL1VCAI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/QxZgSud62Co/s1600-h/Charmey_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SbfstL1VCAI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/QxZgSud62Co/s320/Charmey_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311974546521524226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ensuite, je me suis fait plaisir: en soirée, une virée dans les plaques à vent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SbftG7LdJlI/AAAAAAAAAnY/n5O60_EOnyU/s1600-h/Charmey_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SbftG7LdJlI/AAAAAAAAAnY/n5O60_EOnyU/s320/Charmey_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311974988727526994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-5025917954806707715?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5025917954806707715/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=5025917954806707715&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/5025917954806707715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/5025917954806707715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2009/03/charmey-event.html' title='Charmey Event'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Sbfpyqefn-I/AAAAAAAAAnA/Qc0o2SenZA4/s72-c/charmey_stand_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-7317396941292654365</id><published>2009-02-18T20:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:59:46.119+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Two days - One picture</title><content type='html'>Two days skiing in the Jura with Matilda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mist.&lt;br /&gt;Cold.&lt;br /&gt;Frost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SZxoetCCS2I/AAAAAAAAAm4/YzXLTxyfemQ/s1600-h/frost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SZxoetCCS2I/AAAAAAAAAm4/YzXLTxyfemQ/s320/frost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304229337829100386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-7317396941292654365?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7317396941292654365/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=7317396941292654365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7317396941292654365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7317396941292654365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2009/02/two-days-one-picture.html' title='Two days - One picture'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SZxoetCCS2I/AAAAAAAAAm4/YzXLTxyfemQ/s72-c/frost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-6787566018317112459</id><published>2009-02-16T13:30:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:04:56.135+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Balloons Galore</title><content type='html'>That day I snow-shoed higher than the mist in the Sarine Valley. I was headed for a peak called Signal de Rodomont, which is not far from Château-d'Oex, a place where every year they put on an amazing balloon festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way, I stopped to have a look at some coloured spots hanging in the frozen air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SZleiSQrcQI/AAAAAAAAAmA/yjV5qtKqJb4/s1600-h/baloon_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SZleiSQrcQI/AAAAAAAAAmA/yjV5qtKqJb4/s320/baloon_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303373979315826946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vanils threesome seen from the East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SZleir0MFiI/AAAAAAAAAmI/BUV5YAF7CN0/s1600-h/baloon_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SZleir0MFiI/AAAAAAAAAmI/BUV5YAF7CN0/s320/baloon_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303373986175653410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost there, some creature was here this morning, checking fences!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SZlejL5qnMI/AAAAAAAAAmY/40IUK-J93oA/s1600-h/baloon_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SZlejL5qnMI/AAAAAAAAAmY/40IUK-J93oA/s320/baloon_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303373994788560066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top view. In the distance, the Mönch/Eiger/Jungfrau trio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SZlejeNnssI/AAAAAAAAAmg/972VJ_lOA7g/s1600-h/baloon_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SZlejeNnssI/AAAAAAAAAmg/972VJ_lOA7g/s320/baloon_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303373999704093378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-6787566018317112459?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6787566018317112459/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=6787566018317112459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/6787566018317112459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/6787566018317112459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2009/02/balloons-galore.html' title='Balloons Galore'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SZleiSQrcQI/AAAAAAAAAmA/yjV5qtKqJb4/s72-c/baloon_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-8117415946323762661</id><published>2009-01-30T10:06:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T10:36:32.534+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Festiraquettes 2009 Les Diablerets</title><content type='html'>Festiraquettes se déroulait cette année en 3 lieux différents: au Col du Marchairuz dans le Jura, au Gurnigel dans les Gantrisch et aux Diablerets. Comme j'étais aux "Djables", en voici qqs photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voici Virginie (MC Vir) sous les tentes qui furent très simples à monter ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SYLEgzfsfFI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/3p7jJSqoFAM/s1600-h/Festi_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SYLEgzfsfFI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/3p7jJSqoFAM/s200/Festi_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297012179599129682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autre vue avec clients très intéressés par le matos. En arrière-plan, le Sex Rouge se découpe en blanc sur le ciel bleu (c'est beau).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SYLEhd598QI/AAAAAAAAAlY/fIfbTmfEiz0/s1600-h/Festi_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SYLEhd598QI/AAAAAAAAAlY/fIfbTmfEiz0/s200/Festi_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297012190983614722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un groupe sur le départ avec leur accompagnatrice (Hello Pascale!) effectuant un petit stretching préambulatoire de bonne facture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SYLEh98trLI/AAAAAAAAAlg/f_6R-qEhtNc/s1600-h/Festi_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SYLEh98trLI/AAAAAAAAAlg/f_6R-qEhtNc/s200/Festi_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297012199585066162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sur le Tour du Tré, des clients satisfaits savourent une tisane maison sous un soleil radieux et les parois abruptes du Creux de Champs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SYLEoF7-CDI/AAAAAAAAAl4/hYVuMat8ZAQ/s1600-h/Festi_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SYLEoF7-CDI/AAAAAAAAAl4/hYVuMat8ZAQ/s200/Festi_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297012304808642610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les panneaux estivaux de l'ASAM contribuent au look résolument bigaré des lieux. La chose rouge juste à gauche du panneau est en fait le bus de MC Vir. Tout au fond, la crête épique de la couronne impérieuse du massif des Diablerets semble sortir de l'imagination de scénaristes bollywoodiens: à gauche le sommet des "Djables", puis la forme ronde de la Tête Ronde (très bon!) et enfin le Culan (une explication plausible et si possible sérieuse est toujours attendue pour ce nom à la mord-moi-le).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SYLEiF2k0dI/AAAAAAAAAlo/3jP82UcplNU/s1600-h/Festi_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SYLEiF2k0dI/AAAAAAAAAlo/3jP82UcplNU/s200/Festi_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297012201706803666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fin de journée aux "Djables". Chacun y va de son histoire, les tentes sont pliées, les doigts de pieds gèlent gentiment au fond des godasses, quelques bâtons pleurent un peu car la journée a été longue et ils ont peur d'être oubliés sur le parkinje, et Pascale s'apprête à rentrer chez elles avec dans ses bagages les clés de voiture de France! De G à D: Anne-Valérie, Pascale, la Doudoune sous laquelle est blotti tel un lièvre varié c't'ami Caril et Alain descendu des montagnes du Jura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SYLEiXDMSrI/AAAAAAAAAlw/0yctU1A_mAQ/s1600-h/Festi_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SYLEiXDMSrI/AAAAAAAAAlw/0yctU1A_mAQ/s200/Festi_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297012206323124914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En tout, environ 70 personnes promenées. Pas si mal mais on attendait un peu plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-8117415946323762661?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8117415946323762661/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=8117415946323762661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/8117415946323762661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/8117415946323762661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/festiraquettes-2009-les-diablerets.html' title='Festiraquettes 2009 Les Diablerets'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SYLEgzfsfFI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/3p7jJSqoFAM/s72-c/Festi_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-7492635007366556084</id><published>2009-01-26T14:03:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T15:02:38.655+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Forklift waltz</title><content type='html'>It all started with a train trip to access the foot of the Niremont, a large hill that spreads from Chatel-St-Denis to Bulle, in the swiss Prealps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SX27BwWK1LI/AAAAAAAAAkg/6C_963Uxbqs/s1600-h/train_niremont.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SX27BwWK1LI/AAAAAAAAAkg/6C_963Uxbqs/s320/train_niremont.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295594375689721010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Semsales, I fixed my snowshoes on and started up through dense woodland. I emerged out in the open some 30 minutes later. Here, the northern winds had shaped the snow into smooth curves that delicately suggested the underlying topography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SX27B7HuaQI/AAAAAAAAAko/kHS7thj_8a0/s1600-h/Niremont_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SX27B7HuaQI/AAAAAAAAAko/kHS7thj_8a0/s320/Niremont_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295594378581928194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mist loomed around the trees halfway up the eastern slopes. I made my way through frozen marshes and small spruces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SX27CN2h3nI/AAAAAAAAAkw/mLJrFKhTyHo/s1600-h/Niremont_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SX27CN2h3nI/AAAAAAAAAkw/mLJrFKhTyHo/s320/Niremont_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295594383610076786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, BANG, sunlight, summit! In these catholic territories, almost every prominence has its cross, no surprise. But beneath this one I met a small troup of holiday makers over from England, New Zealand and Holland; we chatted, good fellas, and a smashing camera held by mister Lee Copple (that's him on the right, hello Lee!) out hunting for 100strangers, check it out: &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/copple/3211200676/"&gt;www.flickr.com/photos/copple/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SX27CJphBpI/AAAAAAAAAk4/h8fzFsOWYok/s1600-h/Niremont_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SX27CJphBpI/AAAAAAAAAk4/h8fzFsOWYok/s320/Niremont_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295594382481753746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who always look ahead and don't believe in looking back on things: well, I find it's sometimes worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SX27CMBoR3I/AAAAAAAAAlA/wBI_h4dYQIU/s1600-h/Niremont_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SX27CMBoR3I/AAAAAAAAAlA/wBI_h4dYQIU/s320/Niremont_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295594383119763314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And now for something completely different&lt;/span&gt;. I was very fortunate to witness, as I walked into Chatel-St-Denis at the end of the day, a rare and moving event: a herd of waltzing forklifts. It was magnificent, but -alas!- short-lived, as the blushing drivers spotted me staring at their performance. It was a non-competitive stare (&lt;a href="http://www.avydia.com/"&gt;http://www.avydia.com/&lt;/a&gt;), but the machines cleared off nonetheless. I managed to snap a picture as they were leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SX27I_al3vI/AAAAAAAAAlI/59opfcOMC5M/s1600-h/Niremont_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SX27I_al3vI/AAAAAAAAAlI/59opfcOMC5M/s320/Niremont_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295594499993886450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-7492635007366556084?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7492635007366556084/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=7492635007366556084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7492635007366556084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7492635007366556084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/forklift-waltz.html' title='Forklift waltz'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SX27BwWK1LI/AAAAAAAAAkg/6C_963Uxbqs/s72-c/train_niremont.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-4469035170390752760</id><published>2009-01-20T11:05:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T11:15:48.759+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's also part of the outdoors!</title><content type='html'>Recently I proposed an article for a local outdoor magazine I sometimes write for (http://www.atelier-33.ch/outdoor/index.php) and they refused it because the photos were not "sunny" enough. Of course, that was precisely the point of the article: bad weather in the mountains, and how one could still venture out and enjoy some amazing landscapes, atmospheres and have a little adventure. Yes, you do have to be careful when setting out in bad weather, but we are a bit spoilt over here in Heidiland because the weather is mostly quite good. Anyway, here's a view of the Lac de Joux in a wonderful, freezing mist. Oh, and it was almost night too ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SXWjJamBMII/AAAAAAAAAkY/chVGkDCNvwg/s1600-h/Lac_Joux_brume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SXWjJamBMII/AAAAAAAAAkY/chVGkDCNvwg/s320/Lac_Joux_brume.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293316319196819586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: check out the mag anyway, there's some really good stuff in it (apart from mine!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-4469035170390752760?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4469035170390752760/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=4469035170390752760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/4469035170390752760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/4469035170390752760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-also-part-of-outdoors.html' title='It&apos;s also part of the outdoors!'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SXWjJamBMII/AAAAAAAAAkY/chVGkDCNvwg/s72-c/Lac_Joux_brume.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-7213659756750138289</id><published>2009-01-06T09:48:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T10:07:11.383+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tendrement vôtre</title><content type='html'>Le Mont qui se nomme Tendre ne l'est pas toujours. Parfois il y fait un temps à ne pas mettre un Mike Horn dehors. Mais ce jour là, le 2 janvier 2009, nous y sommes montés en douceur, presque sans effort, en faisant froufrouter nos raquettes dans la fraîche, et le sommet nous reçu comme de vieux amis, en silence et avec délicatesse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SWMcuIpHvtI/AAAAAAAAAkA/0tNqI5PhEuM/s1600-h/MTendre_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SWMcuIpHvtI/AAAAAAAAAkA/0tNqI5PhEuM/s320/MTendre_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288101966382612178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, mais il y a aussi des choses à regarder ici-en-haut, pas seulement des choses à rêver: le vent par exemple se voit bien sur la crête, même quand il ne souffle pas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SWMcuaRkIRI/AAAAAAAAAkI/qHF4C0bHV38/s1600-h/MTendre_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SWMcuaRkIRI/AAAAAAAAAkI/qHF4C0bHV38/s320/MTendre_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288101971115647250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et puis, au fin fond de la forêt profonde, comme on dit dans les contes, le vent n'arrive plus et alors c'est le froid qui se montre:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SWMcuabXWuI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/PoBTZtcjZlE/s1600-h/MTendre_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SWMcuabXWuI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/PoBTZtcjZlE/s320/MTendre_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288101971156753122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-7213659756750138289?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7213659756750138289/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=7213659756750138289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7213659756750138289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7213659756750138289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/tendrement-vtre.html' title='Tendrement vôtre'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SWMcuIpHvtI/AAAAAAAAAkA/0tNqI5PhEuM/s72-c/MTendre_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-8564578997834510572</id><published>2009-01-06T09:31:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:48:02.486+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice</title><content type='html'>Cold&lt;br /&gt;Cold&lt;br /&gt;Icy&lt;br /&gt;Freezing air has been blowing over Europe for the past weeks. We went down to a local river and found this amazing curtain of ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SWMXi58GJHI/AAAAAAAAAj4/4pFsKf3_iOg/s1600-h/venoge_ice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SWMXi58GJHI/AAAAAAAAAj4/4pFsKf3_iOg/s320/venoge_ice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288096275898967154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-8564578997834510572?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8564578997834510572/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=8564578997834510572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/8564578997834510572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/8564578997834510572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/ice.html' title='Ice'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SWMXi58GJHI/AAAAAAAAAj4/4pFsKf3_iOg/s72-c/venoge_ice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-6738360912519947259</id><published>2009-01-06T09:07:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T09:29:20.640+01:00</updated><title type='text'>James Bond comes to Les Diablerets</title><content type='html'>"What? You mean ... really???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually not quite. In fact, I was just looking for a catchy title, but it is only partially un-true, and here's why: 2 weeks ago Virginie and I led a small tour through the Diablerets village, with a group of Britons from the island in the sea across from LA France and amongst them ... but let's not go too fast, first of all here's a picture of V explaining some incredible stuff (no kidding) about wildlife  in the Alps. I'll say it agin, no kiddin', she has a megastore of amazing stories about animals, plants, nature, for example: did you know that squirrels are left or right-handed and that you can find out just by looking (you'll need a bit of eye-ripping practice I admit) at the cones they nibbled? Well, that's the type of thing you'd hear if you were to come up to Les Diablerets one day and book an outing with &lt;a href="http://www.rando-decouverte.ch/"&gt;Rando-Decouverte&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SWMVTsDHsBI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SgYy2S27Biw/s1600-h/Vir_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SWMVTsDHsBI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SgYy2S27Biw/s320/Vir_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288093815449038866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what about JB007? Well, the guy standing with a big umbrella in the snow KNEW him, and it was the right one too: Mr Sean! He actually played a part in the famous Dr NO movie! A real nice character (no not NO, the man on the photo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SWMVT-NfLTI/AAAAAAAAAjw/7i9ulLDNKAA/s1600-h/bond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SWMVT-NfLTI/AAAAAAAAAjw/7i9ulLDNKAA/s320/bond.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288093820324359474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-6738360912519947259?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6738360912519947259/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=6738360912519947259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/6738360912519947259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/6738360912519947259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/james-bond-comes-to-les-diablerets.html' title='James Bond comes to Les Diablerets'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SWMVTsDHsBI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SgYy2S27Biw/s72-c/Vir_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-7468969992826453198</id><published>2008-12-09T14:29:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:02:19.773+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Care for a FONDUE in the sun?</title><content type='html'>As Decembers go, this one ranks amongst the best for early snowshoeing at low(ish) altitudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean-Marc from Natscape (&lt;a href="http://www.natscape.ch/"&gt;www.natscape.ch&lt;/a&gt;) hired me (thanks!) for a snowshoe outing above Montreux, on the flanks of the Molard, a modest summit but with amazing views over the whole Leman lake and the Alps. JM went up ahead with his pulka to cut wood, start the fire and get the fondue going. I waited for our clients to turn up and we set off in the blazing sun and the freezing air (-7 centigrades).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/ST51-mdjFuI/AAAAAAAAAiw/jTRF2smK6kk/s1600-h/IMG_0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/ST51-mdjFuI/AAAAAAAAAiw/jTRF2smK6kk/s320/IMG_0202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277785531661620962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walk up -about 2 hours- was pure pleasure, with animal tracks to discover, great views and cool clients that didn't bury me in the snow when the ten minutes announced to get to the fondue changed into 20!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/ST51-svAMEI/AAAAAAAAAi4/fNu-cVXjkhg/s1600-h/IMG_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/ST51-svAMEI/AAAAAAAAAi4/fNu-cVXjkhg/s320/IMG_0208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277785533345443906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fondue time, with a bird's view over the Alps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/ST54Tsv5ahI/AAAAAAAAAjI/BL8soEkNMic/s1600-h/IMG_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/ST54Tsv5ahI/AAAAAAAAAjI/BL8soEkNMic/s320/IMG_0212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277788093149702674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a meringue and creme dessert, time to go down, shorter, faster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/ST54T2RT1wI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/SFlvZdLc_SY/s1600-h/IMG_0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/ST54T2RT1wI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/SFlvZdLc_SY/s320/IMG_0216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277788095705765634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we having fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/ST54UBG5pNI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Nr480Z2zDRU/s1600-h/IMG_0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/ST54UBG5pNI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Nr480Z2zDRU/s320/IMG_0229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277788098614895826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last meters, we're back to the starting point, evening colours are already setting in. Back there in the distance, it's the Jura mountains and in-between them and that cool white hat, the Leman lake stretches out towards Geneva, which -as usual!- is covered up by the "sea of mist", as we call it over here (poor Geneva folks!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/ST54UXs5D_I/AAAAAAAAAjg/ZKhSlWHD6IA/s1600-h/IMG_0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/ST54UXs5D_I/AAAAAAAAAjg/ZKhSlWHD6IA/s320/IMG_0232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277788104679821298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-7468969992826453198?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7468969992826453198/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=7468969992826453198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7468969992826453198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7468969992826453198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2008/12/care-for-fondue-in-sun.html' title='Care for a FONDUE in the sun?'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/ST51-mdjFuI/AAAAAAAAAiw/jTRF2smK6kk/s72-c/IMG_0202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-5359959404379595327</id><published>2008-11-28T23:14:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T23:29:11.714+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rut du Chamois</title><content type='html'>Quelques images d'une chouette sortie à la Dôle au bord du Lac Léman. Neige de novembre, froid de décembre! On a fait comme les chamois: pas de raquettes! On enfonCait un peu dans les gonfles mais dans l'ensemble c'était top! Croisé des gars à skis, qui montaient comme des hélices, ou des avions, des fusées, des taureaux rouges ou des culs de paille, c'est comme on veut! Ah mais que c'est beau d'aller lentement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denise à pied dans la neige, comme un chamois!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/STBvElAgqsI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ud8juMquQzY/s1600-h/dole_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/STBvElAgqsI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ud8juMquQzY/s320/dole_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273837288095263426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le cirque majestueux de la Dôle, ça souffle sur la famille courageuse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/STBvx0fpKFI/AAAAAAAAAio/j85KoXLm_Bg/s1600-h/dole_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/STBvx0fpKFI/AAAAAAAAAio/j85KoXLm_Bg/s320/dole_8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273838065346488402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saut de l'ange pour finir en beauté!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/STBvPy7D81I/AAAAAAAAAig/lj7oOWW-7RA/s1600-h/dole_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/STBvPy7D81I/AAAAAAAAAig/lj7oOWW-7RA/s320/dole_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273837480809067346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-5359959404379595327?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5359959404379595327/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=5359959404379595327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/5359959404379595327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/5359959404379595327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/rut-du-chamois.html' title='Rut du Chamois'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/STBvElAgqsI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ud8juMquQzY/s72-c/dole_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-7040838739246173441</id><published>2008-09-29T14:31:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T15:23:28.432+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Vanilla</title><content type='html'>A mountain named Black Vanilla, ummm... does that sound nice or does it sound ... frightening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vanil Noir is a peak of the Fribourg Prealps, it's -about- 2,400 meters high and has STEEP flanks. That's why it has this mixed reputation of a magnificent summit and at the same time a fearful place, because when you go up it, you better make sure you know what your feet are doing, and your hands also deserve some attention on the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went up there with my good friend R, don't be afraid, he doesn't bite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SODORokZe0I/AAAAAAAAAhU/jpoWPxIggWc/s1600-h/Rod_lunettes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SODORokZe0I/AAAAAAAAAhU/jpoWPxIggWc/s320/Rod_lunettes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251423967857179458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at the Cabane des Marindes on the way up. Yes, this is the place to admire ibexes and also marmots, chamois and eagles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SODObwC6AsI/AAAAAAAAAiE/1V_b74DNW2k/s1600-h/Marindes_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SODObwC6AsI/AAAAAAAAAiE/1V_b74DNW2k/s320/Marindes_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251424141662880450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way up, autumn light, crisp morning air, pure enjoyment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SODOR14IycI/AAAAAAAAAhk/yW7GhH1jsBM/s1600-h/Vanil_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SODOR14IycI/AAAAAAAAAhk/yW7GhH1jsBM/s320/Vanil_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251423971429632450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SODORpjErhI/AAAAAAAAAhc/TEQg2bYjWLw/s1600-h/Vanil_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SODORpjErhI/AAAAAAAAAhc/TEQg2bYjWLw/s320/Vanil_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251423968120057362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top is just up there, I was so concentrated on watching my steps that the colours don't show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SODOb48VDwI/AAAAAAAAAh8/cc0EanUZKF0/s1600-h/Vanil_top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SODOb48VDwI/AAAAAAAAAh8/cc0EanUZKF0/s320/Vanil_top.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251424144051212034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is back into me, here's a view over towards the main Alps, THIS is what I call a low cost flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SODOSDi8jDI/AAAAAAAAAhs/PvOIrr1SsUc/s1600-h/Vanil_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SODOSDi8jDI/AAAAAAAAAhs/PvOIrr1SsUc/s320/Vanil_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251423975098846258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscence of the Himalayas on the way down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SODOSaNqDqI/AAAAAAAAAh0/hlLoWQhxW80/s1600-h/Vanil_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SODOSaNqDqI/AAAAAAAAAh0/hlLoWQhxW80/s320/Vanil_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251423981183569570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-7040838739246173441?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7040838739246173441/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=7040838739246173441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7040838739246173441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7040838739246173441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2008/09/black-vanilla.html' title='Black Vanilla'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SODORokZe0I/AAAAAAAAAhU/jpoWPxIggWc/s72-c/Rod_lunettes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-2008575700576912429</id><published>2008-09-29T14:25:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T14:31:20.851+02:00</updated><title type='text'>RARD</title><content type='html'>No, it's not a strange acronym (RARD?), but the name of a charming pasture above Les Diablerets. These folks, straight from England, had a great time on a great day with this Rando Decouverte tour. There were 12 of us, and everyone ended the day with a great big grin on their face. Days like this will be remembered! Thanks for coming over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SODKgjTlZtI/AAAAAAAAAhM/-fMh36aCpGw/s1600-h/LeRard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SODKgjTlZtI/AAAAAAAAAhM/-fMh36aCpGw/s320/LeRard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251419826096006866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-2008575700576912429?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2008575700576912429/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=2008575700576912429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/2008575700576912429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/2008575700576912429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2008/09/rard.html' title='RARD'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SODKgjTlZtI/AAAAAAAAAhM/-fMh36aCpGw/s72-c/LeRard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-2879914390823263223</id><published>2008-09-25T22:36:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:47:15.613+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Spot the Hopper!</title><content type='html'>The best thing about this job is learning more stuff as you go along. Here's an example: we went on a day's exploration in the mountain pastures, looking for grasshoppers and crickets. So, I won't go through the basics, just the results. Let's start:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Can you spot the hopper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SNv4TxSPCGI/AAAAAAAAAgk/UJHP2-hWyp4/s1600-h/grasshopper_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SNv4TxSPCGI/AAAAAAAAAgk/UJHP2-hWyp4/s320/grasshopper_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250062809161468002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Face to face with a grasshopper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SNv4UvA4HRI/AAAAAAAAAgs/wOc-SpOQfRA/s1600-h/grasshopper_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SNv4UvA4HRI/AAAAAAAAAgs/wOc-SpOQfRA/s320/grasshopper_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250062825731661074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) This little guy lost a leg, awfull stuff but quite common in the cricket's world, yes this is a cricket, up to you to find out how I can tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SNv4UoxDZSI/AAAAAAAAAg0/TFCQ_37rnig/s1600-h/cricket_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SNv4UoxDZSI/AAAAAAAAAg0/TFCQ_37rnig/s320/cricket_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250062824054678818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) And what about the grass specialist? Here he is, an encyclopedia on shoes. Thanks Maestro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SNv4VOKaZRI/AAAAAAAAAg8/RlUVFrXKrtA/s1600-h/grass_specialist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SNv4VOKaZRI/AAAAAAAAAg8/RlUVFrXKrtA/s320/grass_specialist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250062834093155602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) And finally, the Maestro looking for the elusive "Criquet Sanguin". Alas, the beast was nowhere to be found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SNv4Vj9-IHI/AAAAAAAAAhE/e2Vnm7M4QKo/s1600-h/searching.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SNv4Vj9-IHI/AAAAAAAAAhE/e2Vnm7M4QKo/s320/searching.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250062839946551410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-2879914390823263223?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2879914390823263223/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=2879914390823263223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/2879914390823263223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/2879914390823263223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2008/09/spot-hopper.html' title='Spot the Hopper!'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SNv4TxSPCGI/AAAAAAAAAgk/UJHP2-hWyp4/s72-c/grasshopper_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-9219122399547972837</id><published>2008-09-25T22:15:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:28:31.774+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Emmental - flach, sans les trous</title><content type='html'>Comme dirait Obelix: "l'Emmental ... c'est plat..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ajouterai: "et plat!" (uf schwitzerrtütsch: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flach&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et puis: "et chaud aussi, ah oui alors!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En tout cas c'est ainsi que nous apparut ce pays le premier jour d'un périple qui en compta 4, en cet été 2008. Voici une photo prise par une mouche passant par-delà mon chapeau de paille, en route vers les odeurs agréables des donzelles apparaissant en arrière-plan, un peu floues non pas à cause d'un quelconque défaut de prise de vue mais bien du fait de l'émanation du sol qui par l'effet de la canicule faisait se trémousser les rayons lumineux devant nos yeux hagards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SNv0LKf8ThI/AAAAAAAAAgU/4JveNJCjeO8/s1600-h/Emm_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SNv0LKf8ThI/AAAAAAAAAgU/4JveNJCjeO8/s320/Emm_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250058263264513554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un autre jour, après un orage bienvenu, nous abordons enfin les collines verdoyantes de ce moyen-pays de légende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SNv0LW2Sg1I/AAAAAAAAAgc/vKH_lnhgYF0/s1600-h/Emm_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SNv0LW2Sg1I/AAAAAAAAAgc/vKH_lnhgYF0/s320/Emm_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250058266579469138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-9219122399547972837?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/9219122399547972837/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=9219122399547972837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/9219122399547972837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/9219122399547972837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2008/09/emmental-flach-sans-les-trous.html' title='Emmental - flach, sans les trous'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SNv0LKf8ThI/AAAAAAAAAgU/4JveNJCjeO8/s72-c/Emm_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-7639255688892972138</id><published>2008-08-15T09:41:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T09:59:29.031+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Un autre jour ... Arnensee</title><content type='html'>2 jours après la première journée de marche au Col de Seron avec le groupe des chanteurs (cf entrée précédente), nous voici reparti vers les hauteurs avec le même groupe (plus ou moins!), cette fois vers le Col de Voré et en direction de l'Arnensee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il fait moins beau, mais la pluie et un peu de brume révèle d'autres facettes du paysage et permet de saisir un peu mieux l'essence du milieu alpin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SKU1KQBkPVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/CVywjYqSHIc/s1600-h/Rain_silhouettes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SKU1KQBkPVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/CVywjYqSHIc/s320/Rain_silhouettes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234648592104570194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depuis le Col de Voré nous plongeons vers le magnifique Arnensee. La pluie s'est arrêtée et nous dénichons un magnifique point de picnic, au milieu des rhododendrons , à l'abri du vent du Sud-Ouest qui s'est levé dans notre dos et avec sous nos pieds, le Lac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SKU1KkL4NjI/AAAAAAAAAWc/chG6jUn8BHo/s1600-h/Arnensee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SKU1KkL4NjI/AAAAAAAAAWc/chG6jUn8BHo/s320/Arnensee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234648597516531250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nous rejoignons un autre groupe au lac et la fin de la journée nous voit longer le ru du Tschärzisbach qui descend la vallée vers Feutersoey. En chemin, les feuilles de Pétasite ruisselantes sous l'humidité atteignent des proportions amazoniennes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SKU1KukMhFI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Ua5umT6tHUM/s1600-h/Petasite_leaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SKU1KukMhFI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Ua5umT6tHUM/s320/Petasite_leaf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234648600302879826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-7639255688892972138?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7639255688892972138/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=7639255688892972138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7639255688892972138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7639255688892972138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2008/08/un-autre-jour-arnensee.html' title='Un autre jour ... Arnensee'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SKU1KQBkPVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/CVywjYqSHIc/s72-c/Rain_silhouettes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-6110736658786618167</id><published>2008-07-23T16:30:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T16:41:20.027+02:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Singers under the Sun</title><content type='html'>Yes: 30!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a day singing, here they are on their way up towards the Col de Seron above Diablerets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SIdCmslf0xI/AAAAAAAAAVs/WxNezhUo3h8/s1600-h/Group_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SIdCmslf0xI/AAAAAAAAAVs/WxNezhUo3h8/s320/Group_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226219125157647122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hat looking nice under the Diablerets; apart from hats -very useful under that day's sunshine- we got to see Ibex in the rocks high up in the cliffs of the Cape au Moine. We had to use our field glasses to spot them and none of us had strong enough lenses to fix the beasts in our cameras, but the sight was just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SIdCm6WpSXI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ERotyNV-544/s1600-h/Hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SIdCm6WpSXI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ERotyNV-544/s320/Hat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226219128853449074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stop on the way down: yes you're right that's the Oldenhorn! You know the area already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SIdCm_sqnEI/AAAAAAAAAV8/vV0dI70Aq70/s1600-h/Group_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SIdCm_sqnEI/AAAAAAAAAV8/vV0dI70Aq70/s320/Group_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226219130287987778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next part of the day I went to check out the following trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SIdCm9FSayI/AAAAAAAAAWE/OWHHNl4MynM/s1600-h/lake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SIdCm9FSayI/AAAAAAAAAWE/OWHHNl4MynM/s320/lake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226219129585953570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to make history, here's a shot of meself with my newly grown beard (now or never!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SIdCnJk_pkI/AAAAAAAAAWM/CaHUhGqcwfw/s1600-h/m%C3%A9colle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SIdCnJk_pkI/AAAAAAAAAWM/CaHUhGqcwfw/s320/m%C3%A9colle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226219132940166722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-6110736658786618167?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6110736658786618167/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=6110736658786618167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/6110736658786618167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/6110736658786618167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2008/07/30-singers-under-sun.html' title='30 Singers under the Sun'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SIdCmslf0xI/AAAAAAAAAVs/WxNezhUo3h8/s72-c/Group_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-6532561225737238909</id><published>2008-07-10T22:05:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T09:34:24.920+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, weather is not that great when you go to check out a tour.&lt;br /&gt;This time I was out to "reconnoître" a long day -Anzeindaz to Bretaye- for the "Salon International de la Randonnée" (I told you this was a bilingual bleugh). The weather was sort of ok finally but I was late to catch the train back down and finally got a lift in a luxurious taxi that usually transports crowned personalities such as the prince Albert de Monaco (I told you this was a ...), but this time was transferring my smelly self from Villars to Aigle: thanks by the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND: here are a few photos from the "reconnoissance" (I told you ...) and from the outing with clients themselves (the dog was one of them). Actually, it wasn't a very good day for me because I was absolutely out of it but what the (...) you need some OFF days to appreciate the ONs, s'pas (encore)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Culan, cloudy, gloomy, zoomed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SHZtZkR7-NI/AAAAAAAAAVM/6x0_4EBHPyg/s1600-h/Culan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SHZtZkR7-NI/AAAAAAAAAVM/6x0_4EBHPyg/s320/Culan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221481103985735890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way, this sad sad face seems to be saying something funny, or maybe it's the other way round ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SHZtZ7XVYcI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZgzEuQbDq8U/s1600-h/face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SHZtZ7XVYcI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZgzEuQbDq8U/s320/face.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221481110182388162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here come the clients, a few days later, no I don't remember the dog's name, but I remember it chased away a fox, I tried to get the owner to keep it on the lead: fat chance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SHZtaCUhEGI/AAAAAAAAAVc/MKCD5cy4Rb0/s1600-h/dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SHZtaCUhEGI/AAAAAAAAAVc/MKCD5cy4Rb0/s320/dog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221481112049619042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhh, COWS, nice ones too, just up from the valley, first day of the season in the mountains, don't they look happy? They are concentrating on that yummy green grass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SHZtaTFWdYI/AAAAAAAAAVk/mLh2LXMMKHg/s1600-h/cows_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SHZtaTFWdYI/AAAAAAAAAVk/mLh2LXMMKHg/s320/cows_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221481116549412226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love cows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-6532561225737238909?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6532561225737238909/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=6532561225737238909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/6532561225737238909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/6532561225737238909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2008/07/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SHZtZkR7-NI/AAAAAAAAAVM/6x0_4EBHPyg/s72-c/Culan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-7677692457498729563</id><published>2008-05-21T17:23:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T17:38:08.500+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mont Pélerin et Narcisses à gogo</title><content type='html'>Le tour du Pélerin, à la chasse aux narcisses c'est comme le Limmat Quai style Stefan Eicher: "re-g-ard-er mais-pas-t-oucher!" Pas question de cueillir ces fleurs sidérales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SDQ_WahLd-I/AAAAAAAAAU0/TJ-mCAL2iAE/s1600-h/narcissus+radiiflora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SDQ_WahLd-I/AAAAAAAAAU0/TJ-mCAL2iAE/s320/narcissus+radiiflora.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202853123827922914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En route, voici le revers du Mont, peu de vue mais un réel charme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SDQ_V6hLd8I/AAAAAAAAAUk/7miIt8cFxD8/s1600-h/P%C3%A9lerin+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SDQ_V6hLd8I/AAAAAAAAAUk/7miIt8cFxD8/s320/P%C3%A9lerin+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202853115237988290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le pommiers sont en fleurs, et celles-ci se prennent pour des narcisses; elles n'ont pourtant que peu à leur envier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SDQ_X6hLeAI/AAAAAAAAAVE/TCKL-irWn_8/s1600-h/pommier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SDQ_X6hLeAI/AAAAAAAAAVE/TCKL-irWn_8/s320/pommier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202853149597726722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dans la forêt: des creux de roche sous les conglomérats permettent aux gnomes de se cacher et d'observer le passant. Ce jour-là, le passant c'est moi, scrutant béatement le rocher: 2 jours plus tard j'ai reçu cette photo d'un être malicieux caché sous le poudingue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SDQ_WahLd9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/qx6bpQ-KzLk/s1600-h/grotte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SDQ_WahLd9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/qx6bpQ-KzLk/s320/grotte.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202853123827922898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au sommet, la tour, équipée d'un ascenseur à touristes, propose une vue bien documentée des environs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SDQ_XqhLd_I/AAAAAAAAAU8/MbYanspjNoA/s1600-h/view+from+pelerin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SDQ_XqhLd_I/AAAAAAAAAU8/MbYanspjNoA/s320/view+from+pelerin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202853145302759410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-7677692457498729563?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7677692457498729563/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=7677692457498729563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7677692457498729563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7677692457498729563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2008/05/mont-plerin-et-narcisses-gogo.html' title='Mont Pélerin et Narcisses à gogo'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SDQ_WahLd-I/AAAAAAAAAU0/TJ-mCAL2iAE/s72-c/narcissus+radiiflora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-4650243571329587199</id><published>2008-05-19T20:43:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T20:54:36.605+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Molard</title><content type='html'>Starting up towards the Molard on a "reconnaissance" trip to check out snow conditions above 1,500 m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, spooky, check out this tree:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SDHMbahLd4I/AAAAAAAAAUE/4iscZvg_Ubg/s1600-h/Tree+terror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SDHMbahLd4I/AAAAAAAAAUE/4iscZvg_Ubg/s320/Tree+terror.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202163815936653186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit further up, these small mountain roads seem to be playing a game of snap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SDHMbqhLd5I/AAAAAAAAAUM/36eph0Zqex8/s1600-h/2roads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SDHMbqhLd5I/AAAAAAAAAUM/36eph0Zqex8/s320/2roads.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202163820231620498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well yes, up on the col (Soladier) not event close to the summit yet, the snow is still very much alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SDHMbqhLd6I/AAAAAAAAAUU/UePdqYqOnEE/s1600-h/Col+Soladier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SDHMbqhLd6I/AAAAAAAAAUU/UePdqYqOnEE/s320/Col+Soladier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202163820231620514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much snow for a walk with HongKong clients, so we turn back and head for the Tennasse reserve where the carnivoreous plants are as impressive -and suggestive- as ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SDHMb6hLd7I/AAAAAAAAAUc/tt063n3Fv_c/s1600-h/carnivorous+leaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SDHMb6hLd7I/AAAAAAAAAUc/tt063n3Fv_c/s320/carnivorous+leaf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202163824526587826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-4650243571329587199?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4650243571329587199/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=4650243571329587199&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/4650243571329587199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/4650243571329587199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2008/05/le-molard.html' title='Le Molard'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SDHMbahLd4I/AAAAAAAAAUE/4iscZvg_Ubg/s72-c/Tree+terror.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-3926584148912876174</id><published>2008-05-07T09:42:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T09:52:49.571+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Switzerland-Jura-Cunay-Snowshoeing!</title><content type='html'>2 days on snowshoes with kids is possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure:&lt;br /&gt;1) weather ok&lt;br /&gt;2) hut available&lt;br /&gt;3) plenty of FOOD&lt;br /&gt;4) are you ready to play games in the evening and fold ALL the blankets in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... then GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SCFeXfuN4dI/AAAAAAAAATc/7d11rMLohrw/s1600-h/Cunay_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SCFeXfuN4dI/AAAAAAAAATc/7d11rMLohrw/s320/Cunay_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197539202707612114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the top of Cunay towards South:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SCFeX_uN4fI/AAAAAAAAATs/GcVxYPX3l4o/s1600-h/Cunay_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SCFeX_uN4fI/AAAAAAAAATs/GcVxYPX3l4o/s320/Cunay_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197539211297546738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the top of Cunay towards East, that's the Mont Blanc in the back (sounds like a song):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SCFeXfuN4eI/AAAAAAAAATk/AcZfaeQWM88/s1600-h/Cunay_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SCFeXfuN4eI/AAAAAAAAATk/AcZfaeQWM88/s320/Cunay_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197539202707612130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way down to the hut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SCFfuvuN4hI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mOFXZuy4jtI/s1600-h/Cunay_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SCFfuvuN4hI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mOFXZuy4jtI/s320/Cunay_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197540701651198482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SCFeYPuN4gI/AAAAAAAAAT0/3PKZsh85Cx0/s1600-h/Cunay_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-3926584148912876174?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3926584148912876174/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=3926584148912876174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/3926584148912876174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/3926584148912876174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2008/05/switzerland-jura-cunay-snowshoeing.html' title='Switzerland-Jura-Cunay-Snowshoeing!'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/SCFeXfuN4dI/AAAAAAAAATc/7d11rMLohrw/s72-c/Cunay_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-5411927474466512407</id><published>2008-04-02T16:56:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T17:20:48.593+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mont d'Or du Jura - white out!</title><content type='html'>Lundi de Pâques, l'hiver nous est revenu.&lt;br /&gt;Rando solo au-dessus de Vallorbe, à l'assaut -si on peut dire- du Mont d'Or (celui des fromages: c'est dans le coin que ces délices du gourmand sont élaborés, et mes préférés sont ceux des Charbonnières ou alors ceux de Maître Robert au Solliat!). Ce matin pourtant, la neige n'a rien du coulant du fromage, c'est une poudreuse épaisse qui a reblanchit tout le Jura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah oui... plutôt austère ce matin, à droite de l'image, les premières pentes du Mont d'Or.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_Ogc6muU2I/AAAAAAAAASc/IHBpoIeupDo/s1600-h/montdor1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_Ogc6muU2I/AAAAAAAAASc/IHBpoIeupDo/s200/montdor1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184664014662030178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Après la forêt, voici les pâturages, et la neige commence à tomber, et le vent me pousse dans le dos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_OgdKmuU3I/AAAAAAAAASk/_JdqZBHQTXQ/s1600-h/montdor2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_OgdKmuU3I/AAAAAAAAASk/_JdqZBHQTXQ/s200/montdor2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184664018956997490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les derniers arbres; là-bas c'est la crête, ça souffle en tempête.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_OgdamuU4I/AAAAAAAAASs/XMwid33O6Hs/s1600-h/montdor3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_OgdamuU4I/AAAAAAAAASs/XMwid33O6Hs/s200/montdor3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184664023251964802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_OgdamuU5I/AAAAAAAAAS0/_U5B_deOpgM/s1600-h/montdor4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_OgdamuU5I/AAAAAAAAAS0/_U5B_deOpgM/s200/montdor4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184664023251964818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au sommet, le binoculaire à touristes est quelque peu déserté ce matin. Une autre fois peut-être, merci de la proposition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_OgdqmuU6I/AAAAAAAAAS8/jr-tB-ChBEU/s1600-h/stopnwatch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_OgdqmuU6I/AAAAAAAAAS8/jr-tB-ChBEU/s200/stopnwatch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184664027546932130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah oui, ça fait du bien! La cabane du Mont d'Or sur le chemin de descente est ouverte, y'a un gardien, et le poêle est bon chaud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_Oh_qmuU9I/AAAAAAAAATU/rJhF_cjfaY8/s1600-h/cabanedumontdor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_Oh_qmuU9I/AAAAAAAAATU/rJhF_cjfaY8/s320/cabanedumontdor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184665711174112210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longue descente dans les bois, pas vu ni bête ni d'homme, c't'ambiance!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_Oh2amuU8I/AAAAAAAAATM/RrTuSk-h2J0/s1600-h/montdor5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_Oh2amuU8I/AAAAAAAAATM/RrTuSk-h2J0/s200/montdor5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184665552260322242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-5411927474466512407?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5411927474466512407/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=5411927474466512407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/5411927474466512407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/5411927474466512407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2008/04/mont-dor-du-jura-white-out.html' title='Mont d&apos;Or du Jura - white out!'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_Ogc6muU2I/AAAAAAAAASc/IHBpoIeupDo/s72-c/montdor1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-3654795977135558513</id><published>2008-04-02T12:55:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T13:29:42.531+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Encore un joli nom: Oberrüg!!</title><content type='html'>Au matin, 6 AM, les couleurs rosées du lever de soleil,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_Nof6muUwI/AAAAAAAAARs/jK_vJ8XW_hA/s1600-h/dawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_Nof6muUwI/AAAAAAAAARs/jK_vJ8XW_hA/s200/dawn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184602493550482178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confirment que la météo se détériorera en fin de journée (red sky in the morning sheperd's warning!), DONC Rod passe me chercher à l'aube (pour ainsi dire quoi, 7h30 c'est assez tôt après une soirée de fête jusqu'à 2 heures du mat non?!) pour une sortie en raquettes dans la région du Jaun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_NogKmuUxI/AAAAAAAAAR0/U5w6w2LzExw/s1600-h/jaun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_NogKmuUxI/AAAAAAAAAR0/U5w6w2LzExw/s200/jaun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184602497845449490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Des fractures dans des shales forment un cadrillage subtil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_NogqmuUyI/AAAAAAAAAR8/jugqS-qaoZ8/s1600-h/shales.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_NogqmuUyI/AAAAAAAAAR8/jugqS-qaoZ8/s200/shales.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184602506435384098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sommet du Oberrügg, 1812 m, pas l'Everest, mais un sacré coup d'oeil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_NohKmuU0I/AAAAAAAAASM/momkRR9qe3g/s1600-h/rod_summit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_NohKmuU0I/AAAAAAAAASM/momkRR9qe3g/s200/rod_summit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184602515025318722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A la descente, on explore un peu l'arête, des forêts sauvages, des raidillons où l'on s'accroche aux branches pour se laisser glisser dans la pente, on trouve de nombreuses traces de cerfs dans la neige, par endroit une odeur musquée de bête sauvage flotte dans l'air, nous passons par des clairières où le crocus, le (faux) safran des alpes, pointe déjà, le printemps approche!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_NriamuU1I/AAAAAAAAASU/a3tFLesGuAg/s1600-h/crocus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_NriamuU1I/AAAAAAAAASU/a3tFLesGuAg/s200/crocus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184605835035038546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-3654795977135558513?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3654795977135558513/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=3654795977135558513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/3654795977135558513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/3654795977135558513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2008/04/encore-un-joli-nom-oberrg.html' title='Encore un joli nom: Oberrüg!!'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R_Nof6muUwI/AAAAAAAAARs/jK_vJ8XW_hA/s72-c/dawn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-2182137361320422772</id><published>2008-03-16T14:30:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T14:42:50.463+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Warm and Sunny!</title><content type='html'>As an illustration of the outings for Rando-Decouverte at Les Diablerets, here are a few pictures of last friday's group, a British Rails group of visitors from central England mostly. We had such warm and sunny weather, it was just WOOPEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first sight, I new it was going to be a great day, amazing clouds over the Diablerets:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R90iLcTuJjI/AAAAAAAAARE/Ri2KSegc-28/s1600-h/Creux-de-champs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R90iLcTuJjI/AAAAAAAAARE/Ri2KSegc-28/s200/Creux-de-champs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178332726518752818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old wooden door on our way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R90iLcTuJkI/AAAAAAAAARM/d-3RlFcClvk/s1600-h/olwood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R90iLcTuJkI/AAAAAAAAARM/d-3RlFcClvk/s200/olwood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178332726518752834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group entering the Sources, not much snow left around, birds singing and lots of smiling guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R90iLcTuJlI/AAAAAAAAARU/Z_EJmHeaKT8/s1600-h/sources.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R90iLcTuJlI/AAAAAAAAARU/Z_EJmHeaKT8/s200/sources.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178332726518752850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Virginie (she's Rando-Decouverte chief organizer! - my boss!) telling the group about the wildlife and how animals cope with winter conditions in the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R90iLsTuJmI/AAAAAAAAARc/nHzHvVt4Jrs/s1600-h/sources-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R90iLsTuJmI/AAAAAAAAARc/nHzHvVt4Jrs/s200/sources-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178332730813720162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A final view over Diablerets and Tête Ronde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R90iL8TuJnI/AAAAAAAAARk/DBDxXpZIMPw/s1600-h/diableretsetteterondeb%26w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R90iL8TuJnI/AAAAAAAAARk/DBDxXpZIMPw/s200/diableretsetteterondeb%26w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178332735108687474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-2182137361320422772?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2182137361320422772/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=2182137361320422772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/2182137361320422772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/2182137361320422772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/warm-and-sunny.html' title='Warm and Sunny!'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R90iLcTuJjI/AAAAAAAAARE/Ri2KSegc-28/s72-c/Creux-de-champs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-7939915086621036992</id><published>2008-03-05T17:44:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T17:52:47.776+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids outing on snowshoes</title><content type='html'>It was one amazingly bright day, with just enough fresh snow to lead a small party of kids out to the Jura mountains. Great sunshine and a blazing wind. We managed to have our picnic out in the open, sheltered somehow under a small willow tree. It was cold but the kids were just: lets' gogogo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one view of our small party heading out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R87PN_XnWGI/AAAAAAAAAQc/R2VjhmIWNLc/s1600-h/raquettes_children_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R87PN_XnWGI/AAAAAAAAAQc/R2VjhmIWNLc/s200/raquettes_children_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174300861151008866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, is that a hill?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R87POfXnWHI/AAAAAAAAAQk/AUHjdTsvVKQ/s1600-h/raquettes_children_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R87POfXnWHI/AAAAAAAAAQk/AUHjdTsvVKQ/s200/raquettes_children_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174300869740943474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest time for the pecenios muchachos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R87PO_XnWII/AAAAAAAAAQs/j4tF0oO5yw0/s1600-h/raquettes_children_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R87PO_XnWII/AAAAAAAAAQs/j4tF0oO5yw0/s200/raquettes_children_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174300878330878082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, yes, I TOLD YOU: lots of wind!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R87PPPXnWJI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/rKmAOhdOd5s/s1600-h/windonmat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R87PPPXnWJI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/rKmAOhdOd5s/s200/windonmat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174300882625845394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-7939915086621036992?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7939915086621036992/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=7939915086621036992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7939915086621036992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7939915086621036992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2008/03/kids-outing-on-snowshoes.html' title='Kids outing on snowshoes'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R87PN_XnWGI/AAAAAAAAAQc/R2VjhmIWNLc/s72-c/raquettes_children_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-7222550634279296567</id><published>2008-02-19T11:08:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T09:12:51.869+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pô! Witte(n)berghor(e/n)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Une combe pleine de poudre en plein ciel&lt;/span&gt;, versant NNE, 25 deg de pente, froidure qui dure, et le frangin en prime! Quelques photos d'une sortie mémorable:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Après une approche à plature pour se chauffer les jointures, le long d'un ru délicieux et glacé, le tracé part à l'assaut d'un couloir raide sous une barre de rochers. Andrew longe le dernier chalet et tourne ses skis vers la pente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R7qtia0a5yI/AAAAAAAAAOs/y9fkBJvGBN0/s1600-h/start.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R7qtia0a5yI/AAAAAAAAAOs/y9fkBJvGBN0/s200/start.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168634329187411746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ça côte sec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R7qtiq0a5zI/AAAAAAAAAO0/bzEq2pE0Oqw/s1600-h/up+couloir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R7qtiq0a5zI/AAAAAAAAAO0/bzEq2pE0Oqw/s200/up+couloir.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168634333482379058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En-haut, c'est l'ouverture, soleil dans les dents, une immense combe s'ouvre, avec seulement 2 autres amateurs qui nous ont précédés.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R7qti60a50I/AAAAAAAAAO8/eAwEYFpCna8/s1600-h/plateau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R7qti60a50I/AAAAAAAAAO8/eAwEYFpCna8/s200/plateau.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168634337777346370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R7qwnq0a57I/AAAAAAAAAP0/VDkNAsLoDlI/s1600-h/huhuhu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R7qwnq0a57I/AAAAAAAAAP0/VDkNAsLoDlI/s200/huhuhu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168637717916608434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En route, le sommet du Wittenberghorn (2350 m) se profile au bout de la plaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R7qvka0a51I/AAAAAAAAAPE/kYislpair2g/s1600-h/looking+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R7qvka0a51I/AAAAAAAAAPE/kYislpair2g/s200/looking+up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168636562570405714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un igloo abandonné par un Tétraonidé (probablement Lagopède alpin ou alors un Tétras-Lyre) révèle un impressionant amas de crottes en virgules élégantes, témoignant d'un séjour prolongé sous la neige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R7qwna0a56I/AAAAAAAAAPs/Uw_TscNvKnc/s1600-h/crottes+t%C3%A9tra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R7qwna0a56I/AAAAAAAAAPs/Uw_TscNvKnc/s200/crottes+t%C3%A9tra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168637713621641122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sommet en vue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R7qvk60a53I/AAAAAAAAAPU/XhH16GzsjwA/s1600-h/looking+up_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R7qvk60a53I/AAAAAAAAAPU/XhH16GzsjwA/s200/looking+up_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168636571160340338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Une belle arête terminale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R7qvlK0a54I/AAAAAAAAAPc/VmI4-m6kRg4/s1600-h/almost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R7qvlK0a54I/AAAAAAAAAPc/VmI4-m6kRg4/s200/almost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168636575455307650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les Bro's au sommet, cool raoul. C'est le boardeur staubirne super sympa qui nous a pris en photo, danke vielmal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R7qvlK0a55I/AAAAAAAAAPk/scHwMhqQHf0/s1600-h/summit+bro%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R7qvlK0a55I/AAAAAAAAAPk/scHwMhqQHf0/s200/summit+bro%27s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168636575455307666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vue vers l'Ouest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R7qwn60a58I/AAAAAAAAAP8/yzmA7LBNVYM/s1600-h/summitwest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R7qwn60a58I/AAAAAAAAAP8/yzmA7LBNVYM/s200/summitwest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168637722211575746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;et le Sud, l' Oldenhorn à droite et tout au 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Witte(n)berghor(e/n)'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R7qtia0a5yI/AAAAAAAAAOs/y9fkBJvGBN0/s72-c/start.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-7745465466103684968</id><published>2007-12-18T16:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T10:03:36.656+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mois de Novembre en Neige</title><content type='html'>Quelques photos d'une magnifico sortie en pô de fuck avec Julien B. and folks from Canada (français)! Wooooo quelle neige! En Novembre c'est espectionnel! -15 deg C, soleil tout c'qu'y faut madonna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montée, premiers lacets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R2fvS5Jv-SI/AAAAAAAAANc/vBghp2gs_cc/s1600-h/Start.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R2fvS5Jv-SI/AAAAAAAAANc/vBghp2gs_cc/s200/Start.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145344207152478498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marie-France et Julien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R2fvTJJv-TI/AAAAAAAAANk/NY_FGr-77d4/s1600-h/Jules%26.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R2fvTJJv-TI/AAAAAAAAANk/NY_FGr-77d4/s200/Jules%26.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145344211447445810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En chemin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R2fvTZJv-UI/AAAAAAAAANs/vcjLls2R80M/s1600-h/trees.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R2fvTZJv-UI/AAAAAAAAANs/vcjLls2R80M/s200/trees.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145344215742413122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montée, grosse neige, froide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R6GMk98lG9I/AAAAAAAAAN0/X392pgIMe7s/s1600-h/Up.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R6GMk98lG9I/AAAAAAAAAN0/X392pgIMe7s/s200/Up.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161561214675131346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les Gastlosen comme décor, y'a pire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R6GMld8lG-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/mR2Z6DzgLHk/s1600-h/Gastlosen.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R6GMld8lG-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/mR2Z6DzgLHk/s200/Gastlosen.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161561223265065954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hélène fonce avec le sourire, elle s'entraîne pour une course à pied à Bulle l'après-midi (j'vous jure...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R6GMlt8lG_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/bBtkJouxZAg/s1600-h/helene.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R6GMlt8lG_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/bBtkJouxZAg/s200/helene.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161561227560033266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Structures de vent dans la neige&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R6GMmd8lHAI/AAAAAAAAAOM/y0zAZteEcrs/s1600-h/sastrugis.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R6GMmd8lHAI/AAAAAAAAAOM/y0zAZteEcrs/s200/sastrugis.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161561240444935170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sommet, y'a du monde, et pressés avec ça! Faut dire que le froid est mordant (des -15C facile!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R6GMmt8lHBI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Y9Qng6ZJOgk/s1600-h/summit.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R6GMmt8lHBI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Y9Qng6ZJOgk/s200/summit.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161561244739902482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R6GNs98lHCI/AAAAAAAAAOc/FA_fWt_vGes/s1600-h/group.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R6GNs98lHCI/AAAAAAAAAOc/FA_fWt_vGes/s200/group.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161562451625712674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descente, poudre (grosse!) et qqs croûtes mais rien de grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R6GNtN8lHDI/AAAAAAAAAOk/8PlZIHZlyqg/s1600-h/down.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R6GNtN8lHDI/AAAAAAAAAOk/8PlZIHZlyqg/s200/down.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161562455920679986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On se dirige vers un couloir dans les arbres que les canacs connaissent, voyez plutôt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-da1a889dde24c17a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/R2fvS5Jv-SI/AAAAAAAAANc/vBghp2gs_cc/s72-c/Start.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-8152903163957519029</id><published>2007-10-30T08:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T08:46:02.079+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hundsrügg (dire très vite 5 fois)</title><content type='html'>2 jours (ou plutôt 1/4 de jour, 1 nuit et 1 jour, ça fait 1 jour et quart et 1 nuit en somme!) avec ptit bivouac de fin de saison, feu de camp et l'odeur des lynx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voici le Jan tombant de fatigue qui se faufile dans son sac:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RybgS9vvV9I/AAAAAAAAAM8/A0SkElNzPgI/s1600-h/Jan+bedtime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RybgS9vvV9I/AAAAAAAAAM8/A0SkElNzPgI/s200/Jan+bedtime.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127031842224953298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le matin, une belle et douce lumière nous accueille:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RybgTNvvV-I/AAAAAAAAANE/2_NDdPZ4myA/s1600-h/morning+light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RybgTNvvV-I/AAAAAAAAANE/2_NDdPZ4myA/s200/morning+light.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127031846519920610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La longue arête du Huundgsprunghst (dire très vite 25 fois):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RybgTdvvV_I/AAAAAAAAANM/8hWbvNCEasM/s1600-h/hundspugg+ridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RybgTdvvV_I/AAAAAAAAANM/8hWbvNCEasM/s200/hundspugg+ridge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127031850814887922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vue vers les Alpes bernoises; au fond à droite, on voit un lynx:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RybgTtvvWAI/AAAAAAAAANU/LOnEYJxZNcQ/s1600-h/berner+prealps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RybgTtvvWAI/AAAAAAAAANU/LOnEYJxZNcQ/s200/berner+prealps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127031855109855234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-8152903163957519029?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are staring at the remnants of a poisonous/hallucinogenic mushroom, the Amanite "tue-mouche"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RvpNrDvMWbI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kge5lhnxveU/s1600-h/Arpille+group2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RvpNrDvMWbI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kge5lhnxveU/s320/Arpille+group2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114485728965581234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-7346880130348227054?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7346880130348227054/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-4691917407247956133</id><published>2007-09-26T13:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T14:07:37.800+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Commuting to work</title><content type='html'>Bicycle commuuting to work is GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;I do a 20 kms one-way trip from Moudon to Cheseaux.&lt;br /&gt;My beloved bicycle, a CILO (swiss brand):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RvpLajvMWYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/CFyzBCuGxrA/s1600-h/cilo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RvpLajvMWYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/CFyzBCuGxrA/s320/cilo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114483246474484098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beloved saddle, a Brooks full leather B17 honey colour:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RvpLazvMWZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/VAAtA8VV_eg/s1600-h/brooks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RvpLazvMWZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/VAAtA8VV_eg/s320/brooks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114483250769451410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-4691917407247956133?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4691917407247956133/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=4691917407247956133&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/4691917407247956133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/4691917407247956133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2007/09/commuting-to-work.html' title='Commuting to work'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RvpLajvMWYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/CFyzBCuGxrA/s72-c/cilo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-1798628037445162913</id><published>2007-09-26T13:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T13:57:36.908+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A few beasts from the hills - La Vare to Derborence</title><content type='html'>Some pictures from animals in the hills. A wolf has been seen in the area since. WWWOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;A Black Salamander:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RvpIJDvMWTI/AAAAAAAAAL0/93EhjJ8Ytd0/s1600-h/salamandre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RvpIJDvMWTI/AAAAAAAAAL0/93EhjJ8Ytd0/s320/salamandre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114479647291889970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gisèle, Fanny and Marguerite, 3 friends from La Vare:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RvpIJTvMWUI/AAAAAAAAAL8/IG54A2We9mc/s1600-h/cows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RvpIJTvMWUI/AAAAAAAAAL8/IG54A2We9mc/s320/cows.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114479651586857282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purple Gentiane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RvpIJjvMWWI/AAAAAAAAAMM/9m4ONkdmPcc/s1600-h/pourpre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RvpIJjvMWWI/AAAAAAAAAMM/9m4ONkdmPcc/s320/pourpre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114479655881824610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flags close to Anzeinde, the cliffs of Les Diablerets in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RvpIJTvMWVI/AAAAAAAAAME/ohCBZBDhfTQ/s1600-h/flags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RvpIJTvMWVI/AAAAAAAAAME/ohCBZBDhfTQ/s320/flags.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114479651586857298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-1798628037445162913?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1798628037445162913/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=1798628037445162913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/1798628037445162913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/1798628037445162913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2007/09/few-beasts-from-hills-la-vare-to.html' title='A few beasts from the hills - La Vare to Derborence'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RvpIJDvMWTI/AAAAAAAAAL0/93EhjJ8Ytd0/s72-c/salamandre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-7469404316215533392</id><published>2007-09-24T22:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T13:04:35.768+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tour des Ruans - Days 3 and 4</title><content type='html'>Still trying to catch up on this blog, here goes an account of the 2 last days of zis tour so mighty. I definitely need to cut down on length 'cause I cant follow: this summer we've been out a lot in mountains, bike and sailing, but no way I can keep it up on here and it's probbaly not so bad anyway. I'll stick to walkandtalk, rando-decouverte and aventures alpines trips mostly, although will also post some stuff about cycling and moutain biking probably, or else on this or that occasion when I want some you friends to check out our common adventure pictures.&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, after that long day into France, here's how I got back to Switzerland, avoiding the ladders that might've been still plastered with snow: I took the long way round, it wuz HOT!&lt;br /&gt;Here's a view after passing the Col de Coup, looking into the Champéry valley towards the Dents du Midi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rvgb8TvMWII/AAAAAAAAAKc/6wrgP_0w86A/s1600-h/midi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rvgb8TvMWII/AAAAAAAAAKc/6wrgP_0w86A/s320/midi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113868099783514242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it was HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rvgb8jvMWJI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Gfww3E4cRBg/s1600-h/hot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rvgb8jvMWJI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Gfww3E4cRBg/s320/hot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113868104078481554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better not fall off this path!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rvgb9DvMWKI/AAAAAAAAAKs/z4qI9ZJWyCM/s1600-h/path.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rvgb9DvMWKI/AAAAAAAAAKs/z4qI9ZJWyCM/s320/path.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113868112668416162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Susanfe hut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rvgb9DvMWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/vUkGqTS8w0w/s1600-h/susanfe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rvgb9DvMWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/vUkGqTS8w0w/s320/susanfe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113868112668416178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening lights after an 11 hours day, 'tain! Thanks to the warden who let me sleep in the dining room instead of cramped in the bunks with a thousand other stinky, farting and snoring hikers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rvgb9TvMWMI/AAAAAAAAAK8/BQ-cUfsAfcQ/s1600-h/evening.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rvgb9TvMWMI/AAAAAAAAAK8/BQ-cUfsAfcQ/s320/evening.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113868116963383490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLLLOOOOOO; TIME TO GET UP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Next morning I'm knackered goooood. Hardly moving... god, it's hard, I guess 2 days of 11 hours walking have done me in. Here I am slugging up to the Susanfe pass I can hardly see my feet and the cold air makes my eyes run like fountains. Heart is racing although I'm just plodding along, I'm breathless just looking up the path!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rvge_DvMWSI/AAAAAAAAALs/XlOljrFWO1E/s1600-h/morning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rvge_DvMWSI/AAAAAAAAALs/XlOljrFWO1E/s320/morning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113871445563037986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning lights cheer me up as the scenery just gets better and better. I walk up towards the last high point of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rvge1TvMWRI/AAAAAAAAALk/PmeTZZTf4CU/s1600-h/ridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rvge1TvMWRI/AAAAAAAAALk/PmeTZZTf4CU/s320/ridge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113871278059313426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back towards the cabin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rvge1DvMWPI/AAAAAAAAALU/Dp5Avqx0NwI/s1600-h/susanfe+back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rvge1DvMWPI/AAAAAAAAALU/Dp5Avqx0NwI/s320/susanfe+back.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113871273764346098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rvge1TvMWQI/AAAAAAAAALc/x2pt8XJ0oqY/s1600-h/shadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rvge1TvMWQI/AAAAAAAAALc/x2pt8XJ0oqY/s320/shadow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113871278059313410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down there is the Salanfe lake again, gone round, done it, but next time I'll do it in one more day, tell you that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rvge0jvMWNI/AAAAAAAAALE/uZLaHlVg7Yk/s1600-h/susanfe+last.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rvge0jvMWNI/AAAAAAAAALE/uZLaHlVg7Yk/s320/susanfe+last.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113871265174411474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-7469404316215533392?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7469404316215533392/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=7469404316215533392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7469404316215533392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/7469404316215533392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2007/09/tour-des-ruans-days-3-and-4.html' title='Tour des Ruans - Days 3 and 4'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rvgb8TvMWII/AAAAAAAAAKc/6wrgP_0w86A/s72-c/midi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-5135729104397177701</id><published>2007-09-01T23:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T00:00:28.845+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tour de Ruans - Day 2</title><content type='html'>At last a bit of time for an account of the second day of Tour des Ruans. For the first day, check out previous post.&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 started at the Dam of Emosson.&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with a view of the Old Dam lake, a bit higher up from the new one; somewhere up there are the fossilized footprints of dinosaurs that roamed the area some 160 million years ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rtne11AMrcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/fC8hiyQVmEw/s1600-h/Emosson_vieux.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rtne11AMrcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/fC8hiyQVmEw/s320/Emosson_vieux.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105356668943510978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High up, almost at the top of Cheval Blanc at 2,900 meters, looking back down towards the Old Emosson dam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rtne2FAMrdI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fMgTU5XSssU/s1600-h/Cheval+Blanc+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rtne2FAMrdI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fMgTU5XSssU/s320/Cheval+Blanc+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105356673238478290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rtne2FAMreI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Y-hM9Xq6SXg/s1600-h/Cheval+Blanc+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rtne2FAMreI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Y-hM9Xq6SXg/s320/Cheval+Blanc+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105356673238478306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great view over the famous Drus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rtne2VAMrfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/sDzIPtWZFcs/s1600-h/les+drus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rtne2VAMrfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/sDzIPtWZFcs/s320/les+drus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105356677533445618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down into France, the amazing ridge of Freytes de Grenairon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rtne2VAMrgI/AAAAAAAAAJc/-RE5D53WNTM/s1600-h/freytes+de+grenairon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rtne2VAMrgI/AAAAAAAAAJc/-RE5D53WNTM/s320/freytes+de+grenairon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105356677533445634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Ibex, turning its lazy back on the Mont Blanc:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RtngJlAMrhI/AAAAAAAAAJk/M-uA5ZlABhg/s1600-h/bouquetin+and+mont+blanc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RtngJlAMrhI/AAAAAAAAAJk/M-uA5ZlABhg/s320/bouquetin+and+mont+blanc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105358107757555218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further down a splendid Aster des Alpes bouquet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RtngJ1AMriI/AAAAAAAAAJs/OapqyWxLec4/s1600-h/aster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RtngJ1AMriI/AAAAAAAAAJs/OapqyWxLec4/s320/aster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105358112052522530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an eleven-hour day, finally I get to Sixt-Fer-à-Cheval, where I find a welcoming camp site and sleep in a hut provided by the owners:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RtngKFAMrjI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/t-q1vXhLp9c/s1600-h/sixt_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RtngKFAMrjI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/t-q1vXhLp9c/s320/sixt_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105358116347489842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-5135729104397177701?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5135729104397177701/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=5135729104397177701&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/5135729104397177701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/5135729104397177701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2007/09/tour-de-ruans-day-2.html' title='Tour de Ruans - Day 2'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rtne11AMrcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/fC8hiyQVmEw/s72-c/Emosson_vieux.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-8754901662643598126</id><published>2007-08-15T07:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T08:08:20.635+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tour des Ruans - Day 1</title><content type='html'>I just have time to post a small account of the first day of the Tour des Ruans, a great 4-5 days hike on the swiss-french border: the area is nested between Chamonix and Martigny, with breath-taking views over the whole Mont Blanc Massif. This tour is sort of remote and requires some navigation skills on the higher parts. We had smashing weather, but you wouldn't want to be caught up there in storm or mist. Another thing: once you're over in one valley, there is only one or two ways to get back, and they are not easy walks. This tour was due with clients of Aventures Alpines in August (about now!) and I was out to check it out. We'd just had very unusual cold weather with snow down to 1500 meters (in July!) over several days. Anyway, here are a few pictures of day 1, Mathilde and I together (kids in Valais with friends). Actually this was our second day, since we walked up to Barrage de Susanfe on friday evening and slept at the Auberge in order to get an early start the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunrise on the Tour Sallière, at the far end of Lac de Salanfe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RsKT7z_xplI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_LxjVt7fRWw/s1600-h/Salanfe_morning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RsKT7z_xplI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_LxjVt7fRWw/s320/Salanfe_morning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098800383916090962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking up to the first pass of the day, here is a "looking back" view of Tour Sallière on the left, the Col de Susanfe in the middle and the western peak of the Dents du Midi (Haute Cime) to the right:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RsKT8D_xpmI/AAAAAAAAAIE/C_sjdX6Hskc/s1600-h/Tour+Salli%C3%A8re_Haute+Cime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RsKT8D_xpmI/AAAAAAAAAIE/C_sjdX6Hskc/s320/Tour+Salli%C3%A8re_Haute+Cime.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098800388211058274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fealing like a bird:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RsKT8T_xpnI/AAAAAAAAAIM/dcwVeG6Gt4k/s1600-h/Floating+in+sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RsKT8T_xpnI/AAAAAAAAAIM/dcwVeG6Gt4k/s320/Floating+in+sky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098800392506025586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting up to the top of the second pass of the day (Barberine), with a bit of snow. Minutes after this shot, we saw a Gypaète Barbu (sort of large vulture) gliding along the rock walls above us, those you can see beyond the col:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RsKT8T_xpoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/L43lcNRsWzA/s1600-h/Col+Barberine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RsKT8T_xpoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/L43lcNRsWzA/s320/Col+Barberine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098800392506025602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Col de Barberine, behind are tomorrow's mountains!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RsKT8j_xppI/AAAAAAAAAIc/A1kSOzN6XhA/s1600-h/Barberine2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RsKT8j_xppI/AAAAAAAAAIc/A1kSOzN6XhA/s320/Barberine2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098800396800992914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking down into the spectacular Emosson Valley. This valley is probably one of the wildest of the whole area, with nowhere to go at the end of it (apart from the Barberine pass), no huts, no cabins, a remote and preserved place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RsKVzj_xprI/AAAAAAAAAIs/wKv2srFDKhc/s1600-h/Emosson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RsKVzj_xprI/AAAAAAAAAIs/wKv2srFDKhc/s320/Emosson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098802441205425842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to the head of the valley and the dam where we spent our second night, views and flowers are just amazing, here a "bouquet" of Joubarbe des Toits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RsKVzz_xpsI/AAAAAAAAAI0/YIfINUEnEYc/s1600-h/Joubarbe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RsKVzz_xpsI/AAAAAAAAAI0/YIfINUEnEYc/s320/Joubarbe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098802445500393154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More in next posts! See ya, salut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-8754901662643598126?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8754901662643598126/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=8754901662643598126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/8754901662643598126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/8754901662643598126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2007/08/tour-des-ruans-day-1.html' title='Tour des Ruans - Day 1'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RsKT7z_xplI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_LxjVt7fRWw/s72-c/Salanfe_morning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-1018189567443495697</id><published>2007-06-27T13:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T13:45:18.626+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vallon de Bonaudon &amp; Dent de Jaman</title><content type='html'>At Montreux, you can catch a train that goes right through the mountains and comes out in the high country of the Château-d'Oex area (there is still quite a way to get there however). We got off at Les Cases, just out of the tunnel and started ... down to go round a buttress of steep forests. Brian leads the walk, I'm just following and enjoying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Brian (yep that's my dad) at the start of the walk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJInXuHFZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Mwrq4Z-ueAo/s1600-h/Brian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJInXuHFZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Mwrq4Z-ueAo/s320/Brian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080703170846856594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stretch up grassy slopes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJIn3uHFaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/sbvoT09PSPk/s1600-h/Bonaudon_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJIn3uHFaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/sbvoT09PSPk/s320/Bonaudon_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080703179436791202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still going, I'm trying to keep up with the old man, look at him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJIoHuHFbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/14zqcGB6r3o/s1600-h/Bonaudon_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJIoHuHFbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/14zqcGB6r3o/s320/Bonaudon_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080703183731758514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch, 2 hours later, here we are at the top of the col (Bonaudon Col), thanks for the break dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJIoXuHFdI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9u9P0Ozz5WQ/s1600-h/Bonaudon_col_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJIoXuHFdI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9u9P0Ozz5WQ/s320/Bonaudon_col_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080703188026725842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice views from up here, that's the Eiger right back over there on the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJIoXuHFcI/AAAAAAAAAGs/SOv3mF3DJhI/s1600-h/Bonaudon_col.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJIoXuHFcI/AAAAAAAAAGs/SOv3mF3DJhI/s320/Bonaudon_col.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080703188026725826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Col de Jaman (upper), the lake comes into view, what a sight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJKQ3uHFeI/AAAAAAAAAG8/tEQAkzZJwWA/s1600-h/Lake+from+Jaman+pass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJKQ3uHFeI/AAAAAAAAAG8/tEQAkzZJwWA/s320/Lake+from+Jaman+pass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080704983323055586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going up the Dent de Jaman, hey wait, something just strikes me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJKRHuHFfI/AAAAAAAAAHE/_WXbuBjGmEs/s1600-h/Up+Jaman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJKRHuHFfI/AAAAAAAAAHE/_WXbuBjGmEs/s320/Up+Jaman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080704987618022898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's the cap! The man has his racing cycling cap from the '70s on! NOW I understand the pace, that's cheating dad! Not as bad as Testosterone Floyd but doping of a more dangerous kind: Psycho doping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJKRHuHFgI/AAAAAAAAAHM/I0M4cSuWK8A/s1600-h/Jaman_dotti+cap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJKRHuHFgI/AAAAAAAAAHM/I0M4cSuWK8A/s320/Jaman_dotti+cap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080704987618022914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn my mind to kinder matters, a few flowers, the breeze and home-made sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJKRXuHFhI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ZXrzMU8u9fI/s1600-h/Jaman_flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJKRXuHFhI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ZXrzMU8u9fI/s320/Jaman_flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080704991912990226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the Rochers de Naye, just behind us, spreads out its long carapace across the eastern sky, this is our "table mountain".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJKRXuHFiI/AAAAAAAAAHc/hlUPmpxrBrs/s1600-h/Jaman_view+on+rochers+de+naye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJKRXuHFiI/AAAAAAAAAHc/hlUPmpxrBrs/s320/Jaman_view+on+rochers+de+naye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080704991912990242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking out the map on the way down on the other side,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJMV3uHFjI/AAAAAAAAAHk/GmmYIZ54a8Y/s1600-h/map+redaing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJMV3uHFjI/AAAAAAAAAHk/GmmYIZ54a8Y/s320/map+redaing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080707268245657138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. with the Dent de Jaman above us still, it's a different view form this side, it looks almost, like, a mountain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJMWHuHFkI/AAAAAAAAAHs/kwn4yD4b1BI/s1600-h/Jaman_from+the+other+side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJMWHuHFkI/AAAAAAAAAHs/kwn4yD4b1BI/s320/Jaman_from+the+other+side.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080707272540624450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was SO hot that day, and at the end of it, this fountain was almost as good as a beer; fortunately, because the bistrot was closed anyway! DAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJMWXuHFlI/AAAAAAAAAH0/A5xSf5L7LuY/s1600-h/fountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJMWXuHFlI/AAAAAAAAAH0/A5xSf5L7LuY/s320/fountain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080707276835591762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-1018189567443495697?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1018189567443495697/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=1018189567443495697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/1018189567443495697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/1018189567443495697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2007/06/vallon-de-bonaudon-dent-de-jaman.html' title='Vallon de Bonaudon &amp; Dent de Jaman'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoJInXuHFZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Mwrq4Z-ueAo/s72-c/Brian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-55978700839121316</id><published>2007-06-27T11:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T11:42:50.961+02:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Kids with RandoDécouverte</title><content type='html'>Un sacré paquet de gosses sont montés aux Diables ce jour-là. Virginie a pris les commandes, la pluie est venue nous faire un brin de toilette avec la boue son amie. Il y avait aussi Caril et ... damned, me souviens plus de son nom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intro, Virginie brieffe tout ce petit monde:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoIwuHuHFWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XD9bJHTc__g/s1600-h/Virginie+et+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoIwuHuHFWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XD9bJHTc__g/s320/Virginie+et+kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080676898531906914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En route pour l'aventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoIwuHuHFXI/AAAAAAAAAGE/7UfskmBE_ZM/s1600-h/forest+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoIwuHuHFXI/AAAAAAAAAGE/7UfskmBE_ZM/s320/forest+kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080676898531906930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La meastra en pleine action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoIwuXuHFYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-L5_jKbAPBw/s1600-h/Maestra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoIwuXuHFYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-L5_jKbAPBw/s320/Maestra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080676902826874242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-55978700839121316?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/55978700839121316/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=55978700839121316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/55978700839121316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/55978700839121316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2007/06/100-kids-with-randodcouverte.html' title='100 Kids with RandoDécouverte'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RoIwuHuHFWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XD9bJHTc__g/s72-c/Virginie+et+kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-1109537174402390004</id><published>2007-05-02T16:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T17:09:40.254+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SPRING!!!</title><content type='html'>Aha this is the Follatères, a special, hot, sunny, dry and botanically rich natural reserve in Valais (or sort of just at the beginning of it). We were out there with Jus, Math, Lou and meself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trunks, green spring feeling, last of snow in background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rjij1x_R5HI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8SsF8Jqmg2U/s1600-h/spring+colours.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rjij1x_R5HI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8SsF8Jqmg2U/s320/spring+colours.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059974325697897586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking along the side of the Rhône valley, you get great views over the Argentière massif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rjij2R_R5KI/AAAAAAAAAFk/qWk6Ggn5eyI/s1600-h/argentiere+massif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rjij2R_R5KI/AAAAAAAAAFk/qWk6Ggn5eyI/s320/argentiere+massif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059974334287832226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is called: Gesse printanière (Lathyrus vernus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rjij2R_R5JI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JHP1v6iFkFA/s1600-h/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rjij2R_R5JI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JHP1v6iFkFA/s320/flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059974334287832210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this: (I think) Grémil pourpre bleu (Buglossoides purpurocaerulea) (no kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rjij2x_R5LI/AAAAAAAAAFs/nSUZ_q650Dk/s1600-h/blue+flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rjij2x_R5LI/AAAAAAAAAFs/nSUZ_q650Dk/s320/blue+flower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059974342877766834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trurn the corner and get a plunging view towrads the East and the Rhône valley just goes on and on in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rjij2B_R5II/AAAAAAAAAFU/IP05UidHztM/s1600-h/Rh%C3%B4ne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rjij2B_R5II/AAAAAAAAAFU/IP05UidHztM/s320/Rh%C3%B4ne.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059974329992864898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, did I mention it was hot and sort of a micro-climate in Follatères? Check this out, a CACTUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rjij-x_R5MI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XRdcWnJ1Gig/s1600-h/cactus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rjij-x_R5MI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XRdcWnJ1Gig/s320/cactus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059974480316720322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-1109537174402390004?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1109537174402390004/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=1109537174402390004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/1109537174402390004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/1109537174402390004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2007/05/spring.html' title='SPRING!!!'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rjij1x_R5HI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8SsF8Jqmg2U/s72-c/spring+colours.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-1892374203948496165</id><published>2007-05-02T16:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T17:52:10.247+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Last of Winter, update</title><content type='html'>Well yo all of you (so many fans out there),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voici qqs images de sorties hivernales, et pour commencer la fameuse traversée Vallorbe-Beaulmes par le Suchet, un jour sans neige, gris, venteux et avec un brouillard à couper à la meule, dedjou! Rod and I, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of wind on the summit as you can see on the following two pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RjifPh_R4_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/sffCr4qs8XA/s1600-h/Rod+in+wind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RjifPh_R4_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/sffCr4qs8XA/s320/Rod+in+wind.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059969270521390066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RjifPx_R5AI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZBi-vlnhfus/s1600-h/Mat+in+wind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RjifPx_R5AI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZBi-vlnhfus/s320/Mat+in+wind.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059969274816357378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, did an outing for Rando-découverte in the morning and headed out in the mist for the afternoon to check out an area, lots of new snow, drifts and fog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rjihdx_R5GI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wj6Ml3X4ssE/s1600-h/Snow+drift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rjihdx_R5GI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wj6Ml3X4ssE/s320/Snow+drift.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059971714357781602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That following weekend, I wanted to get back up on the Suchet to get some pictures of snow up there, so I headed up solo on skis and caught a few views of a fabulous day just before the warm weather hit the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A frosty tree just out of the fog, the sun has just arrived, after 2 hours climb, just before the final stretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rjig8x_R5BI/AAAAAAAAAEc/l5cySFKHQzk/s1600-h/Blue+frost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rjig8x_R5BI/AAAAAAAAAEc/l5cySFKHQzk/s320/Blue+frost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059971147422098450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summit rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rjig9R_R5FI/AAAAAAAAAE8/WrflnjJ4DBw/s1600-h/rock+frost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/Rjig9R_R5FI/AAAAAAAAAE8/WrflnjJ4DBw/s320/rock+frost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059971156012033106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-1892374203948496165?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1892374203948496165/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=1892374203948496165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/1892374203948496165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/1892374203948496165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2007/05/last-of-winter-update.html' title='Last of Winter, update'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RjifPh_R4_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/sffCr4qs8XA/s72-c/Rod+in+wind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-8480233689159503377</id><published>2007-03-16T17:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T17:41:46.624+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Punta de Arpilla</title><content type='html'>Punta de Arpilla: sounds good in spanish, a brief but hurried walk -out of shape- up to the Punta de Arpilla above Los Pecenios Tios in the swiss alps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all a whale-like picture of the back of a ridge with a view over towards Los dentos de Noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RfrG0LEGpjI/AAAAAAAAADY/0OZ5SIcaXak/s1600-h/018_20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RfrG0LEGpjI/AAAAAAAAADY/0OZ5SIcaXak/s320/018_20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042561332420191794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be sort of panting my way up on this one, but in fact I just failed to get where I wanted to be before the buzz on the camera was over and the shot was taken, a bit of a worry to see how difficult it seems just sitting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RfrH17EGpkI/AAAAAAAAADg/9Dd3fr1Dlos/s1600-h/009_29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RfrH17EGpkI/AAAAAAAAADg/9Dd3fr1Dlos/s320/009_29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042562461996590658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View over towards Los Pecenios Tios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RfrH2LEGplI/AAAAAAAAADo/UnkJb2xkokk/s1600-h/008_30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RfrH2LEGplI/AAAAAAAAADo/UnkJb2xkokk/s320/008_30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042562466291557970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going down from the cross, only one of those tracks are mine, there was someone else up there before me that day, without snowshoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RfrH2bEGpmI/AAAAAAAAADw/0DE7Q73Z7Ek/s1600-h/007_31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RfrH2bEGpmI/AAAAAAAAADw/0DE7Q73Z7Ek/s320/007_31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042562470586525282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOLF track ... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RfrH2rEGpnI/AAAAAAAAAD4/caead70tvMU/s1600-h/006_32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RfrH2rEGpnI/AAAAAAAAAD4/caead70tvMU/s320/006_32.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042562474881492594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset light on the Piedra Rosso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RfrH2rEGpoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Oj33TWxI6Pk/s1600-h/005_33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RfrH2rEGpoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Oj33TWxI6Pk/s320/005_33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042562474881492610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-8480233689159503377?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8480233689159503377/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=8480233689159503377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/8480233689159503377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/8480233689159503377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2007/03/punta-de-arpilla.html' title='Punta de Arpilla'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RfrG0LEGpjI/AAAAAAAAADY/0OZ5SIcaXak/s72-c/018_20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-3387576630950870387</id><published>2007-01-10T09:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T09:42:25.128+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Les Diablerets</title><content type='html'>All through this winter (if you can call this a winter!), I am doing short 2 hour outings for english groups in Les Diablerets, which is a small winter/summer resort in the Chablais vaudois, about 1 hour away from Lausanne by train. I have already done three of these outings  and will be doing more. Here are a few pictures of the area and of the -large!- groups that I take along, together with Yvonne, a ski instructor who lives in the village. Fortunately for me, I have no administrative work to do to organise these outings, since I am replacing Virginie from Rando-Découverte (www.rando-decouverte.ch), who has just had a baby - called Nelson: she takes care of all the logistics and I just pop up for the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the second outing with a crowd of elderly english clients, I set off to climb the Mont d'Or (2175 m) above Le Sépey. Starting up from the East side, there is a breathtaking view over the Valley du Rhône, with the Dents du Midi on the other side of it. If you could fly over them straight from this point, you would be headed for Chamonix, the Mont Blanc and then the southern Alps, Nice, AFRICA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaSiNK-QMHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BPCNgE1lpA4/s1600-h/Foot+prints+in+snow_Dts+du+Midi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaSiNK-QMHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BPCNgE1lpA4/s320/Foot+prints+in+snow_Dts+du+Midi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018314231965036658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the ridge. The summit is way up there about another 45 minutes climb, but I turned back at this point: had to be home by 6PM; and anyway, I was nackered...climbed too fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaSiNq-QMII/AAAAAAAAACY/53LP-f-L-ag/s1600-h/Mont+d%27Or+ridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaSiNq-QMII/AAAAAAAAACY/53LP-f-L-ag/s320/Mont+d%27Or+ridge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018314240554971266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look arooooooound and you get a great view over the Pic Chaussy and the Oldenhorn (the pointed fin in the background to the right). This is looking East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaSiNq-QMJI/AAAAAAAAACg/gO-Wz2JJ40I/s1600-h/Pic+Chaussy+and+Oldenhorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaSiNq-QMJI/AAAAAAAAACg/gO-Wz2JJ40I/s320/Pic+Chaussy+and+Oldenhorn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018314240554971282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK; then on another occasion, this time the snow had been falling for three days in a row, light and fluffy, COLD, sunshine, what more can you want? Here is one of the groups, about 42 people, a real challenge to keep them -sort of- together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaSiN6-QMKI/AAAAAAAAACo/aFHb8AyeFXc/s1600-h/RandoDecouverte+Diablerets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaSiN6-QMKI/AAAAAAAAACo/aFHb8AyeFXc/s320/RandoDecouverte+Diablerets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018314244849938594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the afternoon, I set off for a short snowshoe trip on my own.&lt;br /&gt;Chalet and snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaSiN6-QMLI/AAAAAAAAACw/g3QMKVy5-NQ/s1600-h/Snow+and+chalet+above+Diablerets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaSiN6-QMLI/AAAAAAAAACw/g3QMKVy5-NQ/s320/Snow+and+chalet+above+Diablerets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018314244849938610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snowy landcsape. One of those peaks is the Para (2540 m), and behind that is the Pays-d'en Haut, with Château d'Oex and Gstaad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaSiba-QMMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/vP_FM5pehqo/s1600-h/Snowy+landscape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaSiba-QMMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/vP_FM5pehqo/s320/Snowy+landscape.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018314476778172610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-3387576630950870387?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3387576630950870387/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=3387576630950870387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/3387576630950870387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/3387576630950870387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2007/01/les-diablerets.html' title='Les Diablerets'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaSiNK-QMHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BPCNgE1lpA4/s72-c/Foot+prints+in+snow_Dts+du+Midi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-859152833625112870</id><published>2007-01-09T08:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T16:15:16.758+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A cold but snowless end of year (2006)</title><content type='html'>Here are a few photos of our week spent in the Vallée de Joux, a preserved and magnificent valley within the Jura mountains (I shoudn't really be advertising this place!). As you will see on the pictures -no snow this year, but: superb weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Blondine above L'Abbaye, view towards beloved Mont Tendre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaNH8ksO5qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WAJljE1pmLY/s1600-h/NosnowJura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaNH8ksO5qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WAJljE1pmLY/s320/NosnowJura.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017933515787789986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dusk in the Vallée de Joux, such a calm evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaNH80sO5sI/AAAAAAAAAAc/V0bQv9AgOy0/s1600-h/Dusk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaNH80sO5sI/AAAAAAAAAAc/V0bQv9AgOy0/s320/Dusk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017933520082757314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset in a crisp sky, the frost on north-facing walls has been preserved through the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaNH80sO5tI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wGQaUm5qqwQ/s1600-h/Frosted+wall+at+sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaNH80sO5tI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wGQaUm5qqwQ/s320/Frosted+wall+at+sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017933520082757330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remains of the day along the frozen shoreline, Lac de Joux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaNH80sO5uI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7diGZRTNaH0/s1600-h/Frozen+lake+shore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaNH80sO5uI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7diGZRTNaH0/s320/Frozen+lake+shore.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017933520082757346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day out: picnic at Pré d'Etoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaNKv0sO5vI/AAAAAAAAABI/q4gXNOSqIss/s1600-h/Jura+picnic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaNKv0sO5vI/AAAAAAAAABI/q4gXNOSqIss/s320/Jura+picnic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017936595279341298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorbier des Oiseleurs bays, a treat for the birds that have stayed around during winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaNKwEsO5wI/AAAAAAAAABQ/EJbr5d43mig/s1600-h/SorbierOiseleurs_winter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaNKwEsO5wI/AAAAAAAAABQ/EJbr5d43mig/s320/SorbierOiseleurs_winter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017936599574308610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chamois skid marks on a frozen road, it seems like these marks were done when the beast jumped up onto an embankment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaNKwEsO5xI/AAAAAAAAABY/kYS4IdZRrfk/s1600-h/Chamois+skid+marks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaNKwEsO5xI/AAAAAAAAABY/kYS4IdZRrfk/s320/Chamois+skid+marks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017936599574308626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A typical Jura farmhouse south-west wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaNKwUsO5yI/AAAAAAAAABg/e6kddmk-hrs/s1600-h/SW+side+of+Jura+farmhouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaNKwUsO5yI/AAAAAAAAABg/e6kddmk-hrs/s320/SW+side+of+Jura+farmhouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017936603869275938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the woods towards Monts D'Orzeires (Bear Hill), an old wall covered with moss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaNKwUsO5zI/AAAAAAAAABo/8chdIGCsAY4/s1600-h/Old+wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaNKwUsO5zI/AAAAAAAAABo/8chdIGCsAY4/s320/Old+wall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017936603869275954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skating is very popular in the valley, many small lakes freeze up during winter, and sometimes the whole of the Lac de Joux is frozen; here is a view of the small Lac Ter, between Le Lieu and Le Sechey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaNMNUsO50I/AAAAAAAAABw/dJHYDIqpuGU/s1600-h/Frozen+lake+Ter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaNMNUsO50I/AAAAAAAAABw/dJHYDIqpuGU/s320/Frozen+lake+Ter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017938201597110082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-859152833625112870?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/859152833625112870/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=859152833625112870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/859152833625112870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/859152833625112870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2007/01/cold-but-snowless-end-of-year-2006.html' title='A cold but snowless end of year (2006)'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VMcNhAESyYw/RaNH8ksO5qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WAJljE1pmLY/s72-c/NosnowJura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-116587039308733115</id><published>2006-12-11T21:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T20:37:58.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chamois outing at the Dôle</title><content type='html'>Sortie AvA avec la famille Daepen; montée vers la Dôle, au-dessus de Nyon, dans le Jura vaudois, pour tenter de profiter des cabrioles et poursuites des ces messieurs les chamois en cette période de rut; fort vent en haut, mais une journée plutôt chaude pour un 25 novembre: ces messieurs les mâles étaient bien -trop!- tranquilles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voici la famille Daepen (manque Nana, 10 ans) après le piqueuniqueu au Col de Porte. Derrière eux, les falaises du cirque rocheux de la Dôle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2948/2141/1600/838857/Daepen_D%3F%3Fle_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2948/2141/320/831662/Daepen_D%3F%3Fle_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montée vers le sommet.  La Pointe de Fin Château se démarque juste derrière le Col de Porte avec en arrière-plan la chaîne jurassienne qui se développe vers le Nord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2948/2141/1600/285038/Daepen_D%3F%3Fle_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2948/2141/320/818479/Daepen_D%3F%3Fle_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observation en contrebas d'un groupe de chamois: ici, il y a souvent un vent à décorner un bouquetin, attention aux déséquilbres!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2948/2141/1600/227309/Daepen_D%3F%3Fle_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2948/2141/320/760680/Daepen_D%3F%3Fle_3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En soirée, je fais encore un petit tour dans la forêt pour chercher un chouette cheminement raquette et trouve une belle trace de sanglier marquée dans la boue et les feuilles mortes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2948/2141/1600/572245/Boar_track.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2948/2141/320/164467/Boar_track.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: oui oui c'est bien du sanglier, même si sur la photo c'est pas évident!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-116587039308733115?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/116587039308733115/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=116587039308733115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/116587039308733115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/116587039308733115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2006/12/chamois-outing-at-dle.html' title='Chamois outing at the Dôle'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-116386978743367112</id><published>2006-11-18T17:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T18:13:07.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rut du chamois - Le Reculet</title><content type='html'>Un dimanche d'automne avec Gil, Accompagnateur en Montagne chez Aventures Alpines (&lt;a href="http://www.aventuresalpines.ch"&gt;www.aventuresalpines.ch&lt;/a&gt;). On est allé au Reculet, dans la haute chaîne du Jura français, au-dessus de Genève. Voici qqs photos de cette belle sortie dans le vent et le froid avec les premiers flocons de l'année et des chamois par dizaines. Hey, on a même vu 1 (ou même 2) Tichodrome Echelette - allez, allez vous savez bien: cet oiseau gris, lisse, au bec long et fin, aux ailes rouge vif et qui loge dans les falaises de moyenne altitude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gil en quête du scoop chamoisique surveille les alentours depuis les balmes (j'ai appris ce mot ce jour-là et je vais maintenant l'utiliser à tort et à travers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Reculet_Gil_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Reculet_Gil_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vue vers le bas et vers Genève, de magnifiques falaises à balmes dominent le plateau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Reculet_Geneva_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Reculet_Geneva_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tel un sioux, Gil s'enfonce dans la brume, délaissant un instant le chemin des balmes, il se frotte sur les buissons à la manière d'un chamois en rut, espérant attirer quelque femelle féérique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Reculet_Gil_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Reculet_Gil_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pendant ce temps, le vieux mâle solitaire, loin au-dessus des balmes, observe ce manège en ricanant dans sa barbiche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Male_Ridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Male_Ridge.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au loin dans la plaine, les hommes n'ont rien vu, ni le chamois goguenard, ni les balmes aux sentiers jolis, ni Gil dans la brume, rampant à présent dans l'espoir d'échapper au regard inquisiteur de ce rival quadrupède et artyodactile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Reculet_Geneva_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Reculet_Geneva_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le sommet est proche, quittant les balmes tendres, Gil et Matthew s'engagent sans hésiter sur les pentes herbeuses, givrées et enneigées.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Reculet_Mat_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Reculet_Mat_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha, victoire, SOMMET! Gil et Matthew heureux comme de jeunes éterlous immortalisent cet instant plein d'émotion, pour un moment ils ont oublié les balmes enchantées.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Reculet_Gil_Mat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Reculet_Gil_Mat.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gil tente d'emporter sur son dos en souvenir la croix du Reculet, mais, sachant qu'il devra passer par les sentiers escarpés des balmes au retour, il renonce finalement à cette aventure et à la place croque un morceau de fromage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Reculet_TopCross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Reculet_TopCross.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il est temps de partir, la tempête se déchaîne, vite à l'abri des balmes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Reculet_TopSnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Reculet_TopSnow.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De monumentales falaises surplombant les sentiers sous les balmes accompagnent Gil et Matthew alors que le soir tombe. Gil regrette un peu la croix du Reculet: c'est sûr il y avait assez de place ici, ça passait nom de nom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Reculet_Balmes_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Reculet_Balmes_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un peu plus bas, Gil veut remonter chercher la croix, mais Matthew l'en dissuade, par peur de l'illégalité du projet principalement; Gil a beaucoup de peine a renoncer à la croix du Reculet, il s'attarde sous les balmes, faisant semblant d'être absorbé par la beauté des lieux, essayant finement d'échapper à la vigilance de Matthew, qui se cache derrière un buisson pour le surveiller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Reculet_Balmes_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Reculet_Balmes_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalement, le facétieux Gil poursuit sa route, distançant Matthew qui un instant hésite à remonter lui-même chercher la Croix du Reculet et fuir en Amazonie avec son butin. Mais le génie des balmes du Reculet lui parle alors: "allons, voyons, c'est quoi c't'histoire, ça va ou bien?!" et Matthew rejoint Gil. Ensemble ils retournent vers la plaine, l'aéroport rassurant et les stations services pleines de service-men compétants et pouvant donner en toute circonstance des conseils sur la météo et les courses en montagne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Reculet_Balmes_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Reculet_Balmes_3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-116386978743367112?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/116386978743367112/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=116386978743367112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/116386978743367112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/116386978743367112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2006/11/rut-du-chamois-le-reculet.html' title='Rut du chamois - Le Reculet'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-115954207587157988</id><published>2006-09-29T16:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T08:38:27.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'>2 jours dans les Alpes vaudoises</title><content type='html'>Quelques images de ces 2 jours; on est passé voir Vincent, Pascale, Ugo et Camille en montant. Tour classique autour du massif de l'Argentine. Nuit au refuge Giacomini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Le fameux Miroir d'Argentine:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0003_small.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0003_small.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Le Refuge de La Tour&lt;/span&gt; ("Chez Léon"): http://www.anzeindaz.ch/standard/index.php?page=1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0061_small.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0061_small.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cor des Alpes au Sunset terrasse du &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Refuge Giacomini &lt;/span&gt;(http://www.anzeindaz.com/).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0029_small.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0029_small.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Même les &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nappes de table&lt;/span&gt; valent le détour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0033_small.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0033_small.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le sommet des Diablerets et à droite le &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pas de Cheville&lt;/span&gt; qui mène à Derborence et marque la frontière entre les cantons de Vaud et Valais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0062_small.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0062_small.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La falaise délitée des &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diablerets&lt;/span&gt;: ne pas rester dessous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0068_small.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0068_small.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En route vers le &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Col des Essex&lt;/span&gt;, au fond la face Est des &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dents du Midi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0087_small.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0087_small.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh oui des &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edelweiss&lt;/span&gt;! Gagné!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0075_small.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0075_small.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En route vers &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La Vare&lt;/span&gt;, une magnifique vallée.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0107_small_mod.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0107_small_mod.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sauterelle &lt;/span&gt;ou Cricket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0133_small.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0133_small.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sauterelle je crois, vu le rostre à l'arrière, bien que les antennes soient courtes comme chez les crickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La Vare&lt;/span&gt;, charmant coin, à l'arrière plan c'est -je crois- Le Sex Percé (env.2560 m), avec encore plus en arrière la paroi du Grand Muveran à droite dans l'ombre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0138_small.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0138_small.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, à &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La Vare&lt;/span&gt; (http://www.alpagedelavare.ch/), on peut dormir dans une yourte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0150_small.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0150_small.0.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-115954207587157988?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/115954207587157988/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=115954207587157988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/115954207587157988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/115954207587157988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2006/09/2-jours-dans-les-alpes-vaudoises.html' title='2 jours dans les Alpes vaudoises'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-115562463025882122</id><published>2006-08-15T08:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T11:14:22.390+02:00</updated><title type='text'>5 days, Tour des Combins</title><content type='html'>5 days  in August to replace the 7 that were scheduled with clients from AvA, but with only 2 persons interested and still some "reconnaissance" to do, I officially put it off -damn- and went around alone with Brian (medad) and Andrew (mebro) as companions on the first 3 days. Here are some pictures of a medium to high altitude trek around one of the wildest massiv of the Alps, the Grand Combin. The highest of the Grand Combin summits, the Combin de Grafeneire, culminates at 4,314 meters above sea level -that's about 14,153 feet- and the paths around it oscillate from 1,300 to 2,880 meters, with the possibility of climbing one or two 3,000 meter-peaks on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day, &lt;/span&gt;from Bourg Saint Pierre to Col de Mille&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Up to Col de Mille&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Up%20to%20Mille_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Up%20to%20Mille_small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arnica Montana at sunset on the slopes of Mont Brûlé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Arnica%20Montana%20at%20sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Arnica%20Montana%20at%20sunset.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day, &lt;/span&gt;from Mille to FX Bagnoud hut (Panossière)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Early morning on the Col de Mille&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Cabane%20de%20Mille%20in%20the%20morning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Cabane%20de%20Mille%20in%20the%20morning.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View towards the Verbier range, Mont Fort, Bec des Rosses, Mont Gelé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Ridge%20above%20Verbier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Ridge%20above%20Verbier.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up the Moraine towards Cabane FX Bagnoud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Up%20Moraine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Up%20Moraine.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edelweiss high up the moraine above the Corbassière Glacier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Edelweiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Edelweiss.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Glacier de Corbassière and the Combin de Corbassière, evening of second day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Combin%20de%20Corbassi%3F%3Fre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Combin%20de%20Corbassi%3F%3Fre.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third day, &lt;/span&gt;from FX Bagnoud to Cabane Chanrion&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Breakfast in FX Bagnoud hut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Brfkst%20in%20FXbagnoud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Brfkst%20in%20FXbagnoud.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting the climb up towards Col des Otannes pass at 2,880 meters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Up%20Otannes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Up%20Otannes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A last look on the Corbassière area, with the Combin de Corbassière and the Petit Combin (from left to right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Corbass%20and%20PtitCombin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Corbass%20and%20PtitCombin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer snow covers the Col des Otannes, we start down on light feet towards the Mauvoisin dam, a long and steep descent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Snow%20on%20Otannes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Snow%20on%20Otannes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in grassland, the Mauvoisin dam appears through the clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Towards%20Mauvoisin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Towards%20Mauvoisin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee break at the Mauvoisin hotel (check out site www.mauvoisin.ch), old cafe, superb rooms, great food, nice people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Cafe%20at%20Mauvoisin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Cafe%20at%20Mauvoisin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking along the lake, up to the Chanrion hut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Along%20Mauvoisin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Along%20Mauvoisin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Ibex checks out the strange two-footers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Ibex.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Ibex.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A narrow path along a steep mountain flank allows you to pass a rocky buttress and get down to the Chanrion moraine. The summit in the background is the Pointe d'Otemma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Narrow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Narrow.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colours in the mountains, geometrical wonders, crisp air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Blue%20and%20rocks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Blue%20and%20rocks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Chanrion hut is just there behind the bluff, thank you swiss flag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Chanrion%20flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Chanrion%20flag.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fourth day, &lt;/span&gt;from Chanrion to Vaud/Ollomont and then over to Etrouble and St Rhémy (2 days in one)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Setting out from Chanrion, first a bit of downhill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Leaving%20Chanrion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Leaving%20Chanrion.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;700 meters higher, the Durand pass appears, and beyond it: Italy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Durand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Durand.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, is this Italy? Seems a bit too cold to me, so I got my lovely bolivian hat out, mmm nice and cosy! Sylvie's not sure whether she really wants to be on the photo, but in the end she gives in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Cold%20on%20Durand%20pass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Cold%20on%20Durand%20pass.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITALIAAAA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Italy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Italy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind helps one adopt a true italian behaviour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Windy%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Windy%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italian mountain stable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Italian%20alpage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Italian%20alpage.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down into the valley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Down%20in%20valley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Down%20in%20valley.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hotel du Mont Gelé at Vaud, this would be a good place to spend the night after a 6 hours walk from Chanrion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Hotel%20Mt%20Gele.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Hotel%20Mt%20Gele.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, behold, here we start off again up towards the Champillon hut (but we will stop short of it and go along the flank of the mountain and right round to the other side instead, avoiding the long -and senseless!- climb over the Champillon pass, and the horrible descent down the other side to Etroubles).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Up%20gain%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Up%20gain%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ru de By area, a popular picnic spot: here you will be able to admire the latest italian Fiat cars and some "echantillon" of the finest italian feminine youth sunbathing their delicately pierced belly-buttons while you trudge along with exorbitated eyes, hiding gleefully behind your dark glacier sunglasses and leaving in the air a whiff of good old mountaineers' stink  for them to fantasize upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Ru%20de%20By.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Ru%20de%20By.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View over the italian summits with colourful Epilobes in the foreground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Epilobe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Epilobe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bisse is a gently sloping artificial canal that runs along the side of valleys to bring water from one point to another; bisses can go on for miles and miles, cross rocky slopes or even go underground. There are often paths that run along them, and if you can find them, they are really nice to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Bisse1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Bisse1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View over the greater Val d'Aoste. It's in Italy but still has an autonomous status and people often speak french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Aoste%20valley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Aoste%20valley.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Forêt des Fontaines, on the way down to Etroubles, a fairy-tale woodland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Foret%20des%20fontaines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Foret%20des%20fontaines.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost in Etroubles, here is a giant thistle, about 50 cms wide; if anyone knows the name of this thing, let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Chardon%20g%3F%3Fant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Chardon%20g%3F%3Fant.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrival in Etroubles, no room in hotels, lift to St-Rhémy, lousy hotel, won't mention it nor show any of it; apparently a better place to stay would have been the Hospice at St Oyen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Etroubles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Etroubles.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fourth day, &lt;/span&gt;from St Rhémy to Bourg St-Pierre&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Morning chat with italian -but french-speaking, remember- very pretty goats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Goats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Goats.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St Rhémy village&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/StRh%3F%3Fmy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/StRh%3F%3Fmy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up and up again, encouraged along by a magnificent rainbow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Rainbow.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long and breathtaking ridge of Barasson, to get over back to Switzerland, escaping the zealeous italian border patrols and the cosa nostra looks of the customs officers at the St Bernard pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Ridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Ridge.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into Swizerland, the Combe des Morts (brrrr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/StBernard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/StBernard.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I so love my walking shoes, here they are, faithfully plodding along over stones and snow, skillfully avoiding the ants, the butterflies and the tortoises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Walking%20shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Walking%20shoes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are again back in Bourg St Pierre, got a lift down to Martigny and train back to Moudon; gosh I WAS tired! And a good bottle of wine after all this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Bourg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Bourg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-115562463025882122?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/115562463025882122/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=115562463025882122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/115562463025882122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/115562463025882122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2006/08/5-days-tour-des-combins.html' title='5 days, Tour des Combins'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-115556875007427868</id><published>2006-08-14T17:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T17:19:10.146+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Day outing for Rando-Decouverte</title><content type='html'>One day outing around the Lac des Chavonnes area above les Diablerets (Swiss Alps). A few pictures of the group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking over the pass, northern Prealps in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit further along, with the Muveran and Dents de Morcles mountain chain behind. Still quite a bit of snow on those slopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0022.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the gem lake: Lac des Chavonnes, a beautiful setting. Two weeks after this shot we bathed in it: so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0032.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This outing was done with a group of english walkers for &lt;a href="http://www.rando-decouverte.ch"&gt;www.rando-decouverte.ch&lt;/a&gt;, check out the site.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-115556875007427868?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/115556875007427868/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=115556875007427868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/115556875007427868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/115556875007427868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2006/08/day-outing-for-rando-decouverte.html' title='Day outing for Rando-Decouverte'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-115011782514777674</id><published>2006-06-12T14:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T15:10:25.326+02:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days around the Mt Tendre in the Jura</title><content type='html'>Here are a few photos of a 2 days walk (Aventures Alpines outing) in the Jura mountains. Originally we were to set off three days in the Gantrish area around Thun, central Switzerland, but the week before, temperatures dropppppppppped and weather got ghastly: snow don to 1000 m, we would have been in knee-deep wet melting snow on steep slopes, not really a spring outing! So I wanted to report it, but participants could not do that! Finally, only Fabienne and Rubeka were interested in switching destination, so I proposed the Jura, with a night in small  cabin, the Pivette near the Mont Tendre. Beautiful weather, no snow here, a long -too long- second day and a sprint to catch the train at Le Pont. Photos provided by Fabienne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dissolution cracks (Lapiez) deep in the woods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/P6050732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/P6050732.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yumy how's it taste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/P6050744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/P6050744.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resting in the fields, not a thing cows are used to, what's this gook doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/P6040653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/P6040653.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful Pivette (background...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/P6050678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/P6050678.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pretty young lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/P6040648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/P6040648.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-115011782514777674?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/115011782514777674/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=115011782514777674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/115011782514777674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/115011782514777674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2006/06/2-days-around-mt-tendre-in-jura.html' title='2 days around the Mt Tendre in the Jura'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-114727252806052705</id><published>2006-05-10T16:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T16:51:59.140+02:00</updated><title type='text'>4 days walk along the Leman lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) First day from Lausanne to Vevey:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;A cold easter day! End of lake (right over there in the background) is for tomorrow's walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/First%20day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/First%20day.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) Second day from Vevey to Montreux, with a visit to the Chillon castle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;A beautiful day in April along the lake's shoreline&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Lake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Lake.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From inside the Chillon Castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Chillon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Chillon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset at Villeneuve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Sunset.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) Third day in the Grangettes natural parc at the eastern tip of the Leman Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;Grangettes natural parc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Lake_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Lake_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underwoods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Spring%20underwoods.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Spring%20underwoods.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cold and wet walk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Something%20of%20a%20rainy%20day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Something%20of%20a%20rainy%20day.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4) Fourth day from StMaurice to Ollon along the Rhone valley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;St Maurice downtown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/StMaurice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/StMaurice.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the Rhone valley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Rhone%20Valley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Rhone%20Valley.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun at last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Rhone%20Valley_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Rhone%20Valley_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train back to Lausanne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/Train%20back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/Train%20back.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-114727252806052705?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/114727252806052705/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=114727252806052705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/114727252806052705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/114727252806052705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2006/05/4-days-walk-along-leman-lake.html' title='4 days walk along the Leman lake'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-114147777475620290</id><published>2006-03-04T14:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T20:52:20.300+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of snow in the Jura</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0364.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0364.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a lot of snow this end of winter in the Jura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here a few pictures of an outing with Brian (my Dad) near the Dôle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0360.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to the knees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0376.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading up towards Kikajon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0390.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near the Trelasse, the Niremont in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0388.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of day atmosphere, starting to get cold!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-114147777475620290?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/114147777475620290/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=114147777475620290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/114147777475620290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/114147777475620290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2006/03/lots-of-snow-in-jura.html' title='Lots of snow in the Jura'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-113991050703484268</id><published>2006-02-14T10:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T07:41:27.693+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Les Crêtes du Jura avec AvA</title><content type='html'>Superbe journée ce 11 février 2006, sur les crêtes, vent, froid, neige fraîche, soleil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie P. de Lausanne-Genève-France-Angleterre participait à cette sortie Aventures Alpines, première du genre, 1 cliente, 1 guide, du sur-mesure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sortie de 8h30!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voici quelques photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabane du Ski Club Brassus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0090_medium.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0090_medium.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie devant les Alpes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0092_medium.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0092_medium.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les crêtes ondulent, vue vers le Sud-Ouest, direction Parc Jurassien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0094_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0094_medium.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabane du Cunay CAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0102_medium.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0102_medium.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mont Blanc dans toute sa majesté&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0116_medium.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0116_medium.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au loin (trop loin pour ce jour-ci), la ligne du Mont Tendre se dessine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0119_medium.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0119_medium.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La cabane du CAS encore une fois avec une poudre si belle que nous en avons fait le tour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0121_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0121_medium.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-113991050703484268?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/113991050703484268/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=113991050703484268&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/113991050703484268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/113991050703484268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2006/02/les-crtes-du-jura-avec-ava.html' title='Les Crêtes du Jura avec AvA'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-113896140424797284</id><published>2006-02-03T11:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T12:18:23.363+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming up: Journée raquette</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Samedi 11 février&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;La Laitemaire (1680m), Préalpes vaudoises.&lt;br /&gt;Un belvédère boisé près de Château d’Oex, qui offre un panorama grandiose sur la&lt;br /&gt;vallée du Pays d’en Haut et sur la chaîne des Vanils. Montée forestière soutenue et&lt;br /&gt;descente dans des pâturages moelleux où se lovent de magnifiques fermes.&lt;br /&gt;Difficulté : facile-moyen Horaire : 5h00 Dénivellé : 650m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contact&lt;/span&gt;: Matthew au +41 079 412 90 63&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0384_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0384_small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-113896140424797284?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/113896140424797284/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=113896140424797284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/113896140424797284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/113896140424797284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2006/02/coming-up-journe-raquette.html' title='Coming up: Journée raquette'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-113870227490454412</id><published>2006-01-31T10:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T11:13:58.140+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ski Outing 29Jan06 - Col des Chamois</title><content type='html'>Now this was a great outing, fierce winds, weird snow sculptures (they are called Saztrugis), good friends -Pierre, Guillaume- and a sunny descent. Give me more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are starting up the last slopes after a 3 hours' steady climb, that's Guillaume ahead, speeding up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierre on the Col, he can hardly stand up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0019.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0019.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Col des Chamois (2670 m)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0024.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0024.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange craters in the snow (Zastrugis) with the Tours d'Aï peeping in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0035.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0035.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierre Qu'Abotse (the square one); the Col des Chamois is on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0041.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0041.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skiing down (that style ... oh boy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0046.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/320/IMG_0046.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-113870227490454412?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/113870227490454412/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=113870227490454412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/113870227490454412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/113870227490454412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2006/01/ski-outing-29jan06-col-des-chamois.html' title='Ski Outing 29Jan06 - Col des Chamois'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-113818353905483518</id><published>2006-01-25T10:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T11:05:39.060+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Programme raquette</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/200/IMG_0367.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Voici les prochaines courses prévues:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29 janvier&lt;/span&gt;: sortie raquettes (Aventures Alpines) sur le plateau des Glières. Contacter Gil Bonte au +41 79 706 72 35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 février&lt;/span&gt;: sortie raquettes (Aventures Alpines), pas encore de destination prévue. Contacter Gil Bonte au +41 79 706 72 35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11 février&lt;/span&gt;: sortie raquettes (Aventures Alpines) à La Laitemaire, un sommet dans le Pays-d'en Haut vers Château d'Oex avec vue splendide sur les Alpes du Nord. Contactez-moi au +41 79 412 90 63.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-113818353905483518?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/113818353905483518/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=113818353905483518&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/113818353905483518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/113818353905483518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2006/01/programme-raquette.html' title='Programme raquette'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-113811735494648845</id><published>2006-01-24T16:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T22:40:30.980+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowshoeing in the Jura</title><content type='html'>About 2 weeks ago went out "reconnoitring" for a one-day outing in the Jura, with Mathilde (the lady of my life - and wife!). Here is a single mosaique picture from that outing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/raquettes_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/200/raquettes_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-113811735494648845?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/113811735494648845/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=113811735494648845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/113811735494648845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/113811735494648845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2006/01/snowshoeing-in-jura.html' title='Snowshoeing in the Jura'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21191283.post-113811582931875264</id><published>2006-01-24T16:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T07:40:37.386+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A few skiing photos</title><content type='html'>Yo Yous,&lt;br /&gt;here are a few pictures of a day out skiing with Vincent.&lt;br /&gt;This one shows the top of Col des Pauvres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0395.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/200/IMG_0395.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you see Vincent digging the snow to check layers and estimate danger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0399.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/200/IMG_0399.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes a view of fabulous Grand Muveran, West face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0404.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/200/IMG_0404.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of Vincent getting ready for the descent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/1600/IMG_0407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2948/2141/200/IMG_0407.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21191283-113811582931875264?l=redhelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/feeds/113811582931875264/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21191283&amp;postID=113811582931875264&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/113811582931875264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21191283/posts/default/113811582931875264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redhelly.blogspot.com/2006/01/few-skiing-photos.html' title='A few skiing photos'/><author><name>Matthew Richards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08409656140759802373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
