This year, early November brought the first snows to the high mountains in Valais. Tanya and I went exploring for an afternoon around La Forclaz, which is a favourite haunt. It is spectacular year-round, but in autumn the larch trees turn golden and the snowline descends and it has a cold and magical charm of its own. Here are pictures from this wintery day in mid-autumn in Val d'Hérens.
Les Dents de Veisivi.
Mélèze needles on the snow.
View up from the Mayens de Bréonna.
The Ferpècle valley.
The view up towards Tête Blanche, hidden in the clouds.
Snowline across the valley.
