Where the hell is the Schnebelhorn?
I live on the shores of Lake Zurich in Switzerland. The landscape here is hilly and suburban. Some visitors to our area say that the city of Zurich is built around the lake.
However, close by – a few minutes by car from where I live in the so-called Pre-Alps – there are already a few mountains worthy of the name. These include the Schnebelhorn, the highest mountain in our canton at 1,293 metres above sea level and a popular excursion destination, especially in summer.
The view from here is usually brilliant: towards the east the striking Säntis, to the southwest the steep Mythen and on a very clear day to the west an overwhelming view as far as the Bernese Alps with the Eiger, Mönch and Jungfrau.
I recently visited this mountain. I left home in wonderful sunshine, but the closer I got to my destination, the cloudier the sky became. And although thick fog already hung over the summit of the Schnebelhorn, I marched off from a little village called Steg, steeply upwards and with little visibility ahead of me. And with the altitude came the cold. This – together with the high humidity during the night – had packed nature in a photogenic dress, which we know as hoarfrost.
This phenomenon completely captivated me and I took countless pictures. I was fascinated by the shapes formed by the hoarfrost, which structured fauna and landscape in their own way. And already when I was taking the photos it was clear to me that these pictures had to be worked out in black and white.
And here and there I thought I recognised one of the legendary “Venetians” who, according to a local legend, came from Venice to search for gold, silver and minerals in this area. One of them was said to be particularly handsome with his dark eyes and black fuzzy head. It is said that the girls from the region immediately succumbed to his charms, and in no time at all he had one on his hand. But the local boys did not tolerate this, beat him up and chased him over the mountains.
To avoid this experience and at the same time to escape the further falling temperatures, I then descended in haste; I did not reach the summit of the Schnebelhorn, but I did find some wonderful photo motifs, which I am happy to share here.
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