It wasn't really our intention to reach the peak when we
eventually managed to collect ourselves and all our equipment and leave for a day in the mountains. Eleven o'clock in the morning we started walking towards a hut that was supposed to be open for customers during winter months (most huts in the alps are closed during winter months, except those on close proximity to a ski area). Hot tea and coffee being incentive enough, we walked straight up through the forest, for one and a half hour, awaiting a warm lunch once we reach the hut. But instead of warm soup, a cold and snow covered bench was all what awaited us, while the interior of the hut remained closed to our desires of hot food and drinks. Not felt very welcome by the cold bench, but still to early to descend again, we decided to continue walking for a bit, trying out the capacity of our snow shoes (they look like tennis rackets, and you simply attach them to your shoes). The first half hour was horrible, but at one point the peak was closer than the hut, so why not continue walking? And so, without planning at all for it, we reached the peak at 2 pm, surrounded by a breathtaking, unforgettable panorama. Isn't it always the things we
don't plan for that eventually turn out to be the best?
It wasn't really our intention to reach the peak when we eventually managed to collect ourselves and all our equipment and leave for a day in the mountains. Eleven o'clock in the morning we started walking towards a hut that was supposed to be open for customers during winter months (most huts in the alps are closed during winter months, except those on close proximity to a ski area). Hot tea and coffee being incentive enough, we walked straight up through the forest, for one and a half hour, awaiting a warm lunch once we reach the hut. But instead of warm soup, a cold and snow covered bench was all what awaited us, while the interior of the hut remained closed to our desires of hot food and drinks. Not felt very welcome by the cold bench, but still to early to descend again, we decided to continue walking for a bit, trying out the capacity of our snow shoes (they look like tennis rackets, and you simply attach them to your shoes). The first half hour was horrible, but at one point the peak was closer than the hut, so why not continue walking? And so, without planning at all for it, we reached the peak at 2 pm, surrounded by a breathtaking, unforgettable panorama. Isn't it always the things we don't plan for that eventually turn out to be the best? 
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