The plan this morning was to head out of the city and take a look at the snow clad Alps. We took a train to Nyon from where we transferred to the rack and pinion mountain railway up the steep ascent to La Cure on the Swiss/French border. As we climbed higher, the snow levels deepened and at La Cure we found it coming over the tops of our boots. It was beautiful here, clear blue skies and fresh mountain air, a tiny mountain border village.
Back on the train we continued to St Cerque, a mountain ski village at the end of the line. It’s a picture perfect alpine village with charming old buildings. We warmed up with steaming hot bowls of soup and chunky slices of rye bread in a small cafe then continued on our way to the ski slopes where local families were having fun on skis and sledges. At a nearby tourist office we obtained a local walking map so decided to follow a 90 minute trail to La Givrine which would take us to the next station down the line.
It was an exhilarating trek along snow clad mountain paths and two thirds of the way along we spotted a mountain restaurant in the distance so we made a short detour for mugs of tea and local pastries. It was blissful sitting out on the terrace in the winter sunshine, it would have been nice to linger longer but we needed to get going as the mountain railway only passed by once each hour and we didn’t want to miss it.
We made the connection, then on arrival in Nyon where we had to change to a regular train, we chose to break our journey and take a look around. It’s an attractive coastal town north east of Geneva with historic squares and houses with artistic painted walls. There was time for a cup of tea before returning to base in Geneva.