It was the absolute stillness and slowly emerging stars that took my breath away as we watched the sun gradually disappear behind the mountain peaks of Nendaz. Around 30 minutes before, my group had snowshoed up a winding piste alongside a trickling stream, and snow-covered trees. There are few moments in life as peaceful and calm as sitting on a mountain top as the sun descends, with barely another person in sight.
My group had climbed the mountain with the help of our guide Stephane Biner, who told us to try and walk normally with the oversized plastic blocks strapped to our shoes, but within a few steps, the strange objects felt almost normal.
We feasted on local white wine, carrots and tomatoes while the raclette - also made at a local farm - was cooked over a mini bonfire.To finish the banquet we were treated to homemade Genepi -Switzerland’s renowned, and pretty strong, spirit.
