"So what trail did you have in mind?" I asked my partner as we arrived in Arosa. "The Squirrel Trail," she replied. I smiled, thinking: at least it isn’t called Black Spider, or Stairway of Death, or Devil’s Castle. In the Alps, trail names tend toward the theatrical — the Spider, the Devil’s this, the Death that, all dreamed up by people who wanted you to know exactly how badly the mountain could go. The Squirrel Trail is the antidote. It promi…
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