We’d planned to head up to the Gorges de Diablo (Devil’s Gorge) for a little excursion after our meetings in Morzine, but luckily we had the foresight to call ahead and discovered they were closed. Drats!
Fortunately the car is well equipped with such diverse items as knives and forks, walking boots, wet wipes, a 70’s disco music CD, about 15 saucissons and various guide books, because you never know! We found that just a few kilometres north was the Lac de Montriond and the Cascade d’Ardent, so off we went.
As we were only at 1065m altitude it was really shocking to discover that most of the lake was still frozen and the path surrounding it was not only covered in snow, but had been compacted to thick ice that was absolutely treacherous.
In the end it was too hazardous to continue round the lake on the path as the chances of slipping and falling into the freezing/frozen water were too high, so we jumped into the car and drove to the other end where there was an aptly named little restaurant ‘Au Bout du Lac’.
This end of the lake obviously catches the sun as it was mostly fluid and the colours were amazing. At its deepest point, the lake plunges to depths of 19 metres and according to the sign seems to be a popular swimming spot in the summer, but I was slightly more concerned with the other sign...
Disappointingly, the sun was hidden by the clouds for most of the day so we couldn’t see the scenery in it’s full glory which was a real shame, but the water was so flat and calm that the reflections of the snow-capped mountains in the water were actually clearer that the view when we looked at them the right way up. Weird.
We wanted a photo taken, so we asked a passerby who had a camera around his neck (normally a safe bet), if he’d take one of us with the lake and mountain behind. I was slightly worried when he asked if we were sure we wanted it take portrait rather than landscape because we’d have to look at the screen sideways!! How on earth do we find these people?
Fortunately the car is well equipped with such diverse items as knives and forks, walking boots, wet wipes, a 70’s disco music CD, about 15 saucissons and various guide books, because you never know! We found that just a few kilometres north was the Lac de Montriond and the Cascade d’Ardent, so off we went.
As we were only at 1065m altitude it was really shocking to discover that most of the lake was still frozen and the path surrounding it was not only covered in snow, but had been compacted to thick ice that was absolutely treacherous.
In the end it was too hazardous to continue round the lake on the path as the chances of slipping and falling into the freezing/frozen water were too high, so we jumped into the car and drove to the other end where there was an aptly named little restaurant ‘Au Bout du Lac’.
This end of the lake obviously catches the sun as it was mostly fluid and the colours were amazing. At its deepest point, the lake plunges to depths of 19 metres and according to the sign seems to be a popular swimming spot in the summer, but I was slightly more concerned with the other sign...
Disappointingly, the sun was hidden by the clouds for most of the day so we couldn’t see the scenery in it’s full glory which was a real shame, but the water was so flat and calm that the reflections of the snow-capped mountains in the water were actually clearer that the view when we looked at them the right way up. Weird.
We wanted a photo taken, so we asked a passerby who had a camera around his neck (normally a safe bet), if he’d take one of us with the lake and mountain behind. I was slightly worried when he asked if we were sure we wanted it take portrait rather than landscape because we’d have to look at the screen sideways!! How on earth do we find these people?
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