I’m quite surprised to see that a lovely — if strenuous — calf-muscle-stretching downhill hike from the Niederhorn with Habi and his family was in November, as it didn’t feel that late in autumn.

I lost a close friend to a brain tumour that day, receiving the phone call as I arrived back at the car that his sudden decline had ended abruptly around the time I was sitting in the sun on the mountain across the lake; thinking about him and and talking about him.

A walk through the vineyards on the shores of Lac Léman in uninspiring light was the only other time I really pointed my camera at anything for the rest of that month.

Above the clouds en route to Beatenberg
Above the clouds on the autumnal slopes of the Niederhorn
Above the clouds on the autumnal slopes of the Niederhorn

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