The weather hasn't been good enough to head high.
Since we don't want to fall in a crevasse or walk off a serac, we have been playing safe and enjoying the little hills.
Derek decided to sprint up to the monastery on the first day which left a Di and a Catrin, rather pink and sweaty miles behind.
The following day, Ali came over to join in the fun and we opted for Mont Rogneaux.
Definitely not a speed ascent and for once it was actually nice to hold a conversation for more than one word.
Another couple of big peaks planned as the custard pie's move in over the weekend before the tapering week - otherwise known as the doing-tit-all-week-except-for-eating-week.