I realized this week that I was rapidly approaching 500 blog posts! Aside from being shocked that I had found that much to say, I felt some pressure to say something meaningful or extra-special, and I was not sure what on earth that was going to be. But then, one of my dreams came true, which seemed momentous enough for the occasion.
I went on a truly stupendous hike yesterday in the Bernese Alps with my dear friend Melissa (which was actually my first real hike of this season, since the weather was so bad in the spring and then I was gone for almost 6 weeks in the US). It was one of those hikes that was just amazing at every turn, with huge vistas of the mountains around every corner.
Ever since I have started hiking in the Alps, I have wanted to hear yodeling. Sure, I've heard Alphorns on my hikes, as well as much drunken German singing, I've never heard yodeling (except in the transit tram in the Zürich airport). Imagine my delight when we turned the corner to an amazing vista and the hikers behind us broke into yodeling! I tried to capture a video, which is below. I'm still getting used to my camera, so I think I was covering my microphone for the first part of the video, but I think you can still get a taste of what we heard in the video. It was so fantastic!
To be honest, I've always thought that yodeling was a little bizarre. In context, though, it seems to be totally natural and joyous. I don't know how you could look at these glorious mountains and not want to break out into some sort of song...
I went on a truly stupendous hike yesterday in the Bernese Alps with my dear friend Melissa (which was actually my first real hike of this season, since the weather was so bad in the spring and then I was gone for almost 6 weeks in the US). It was one of those hikes that was just amazing at every turn, with huge vistas of the mountains around every corner.
Ever since I have started hiking in the Alps, I have wanted to hear yodeling. Sure, I've heard Alphorns on my hikes, as well as much drunken German singing, I've never heard yodeling (except in the transit tram in the Zürich airport). Imagine my delight when we turned the corner to an amazing vista and the hikers behind us broke into yodeling! I tried to capture a video, which is below. I'm still getting used to my camera, so I think I was covering my microphone for the first part of the video, but I think you can still get a taste of what we heard in the video. It was so fantastic!
To be honest, I've always thought that yodeling was a little bizarre. In context, though, it seems to be totally natural and joyous. I don't know how you could look at these glorious mountains and not want to break out into some sort of song...
