Crêt des Gouilles (No 41)

The top of Crêt des Gouilles (with Mont Blanc in the background).

"Gouilles" means a puddle, water hole, or pond.

Blink, and you might just miss it. Although 1524 metres in altitude, Crêt des Gouilles is more a bump on the Jura landscape than a real mountain, and, being "dwarfed" by its far more impressive nearest neighbours - the Balcon de Jura peaks of Le Chasseron and Petites Roches - it gets overlooked in just about every map and guidebook, and of course by almost every Jura trekker. The peak sits somewhat forgotten and forlorn amid alpine pastures about 200 metres east of the main Jura Crest trail - between Le Chasseron and Petites Roches.
Unless you know it's there (and know what the tiny pile of stones mean .. and really want to tick-off another named Jura peak), you're unlikely to ever find yourself standing atop the "cairn" (like some Jura "twitchers" we know).

Standing atop the "cairn" at the "summit" of Crêt des Gouilles.

Despite its lack of reputation, and recognition, the Crêt des Gouilles does provide a wonderful destination for an easy hike, especially since one can go from there to Le Chasseron, and enjoy one of the best places in the entire Jura to walk, picnic, or simply enjoy life in the wonderful Jura Mountain air. It's easy to get to from Ste-Croix, or one of its satellite villages - Les Replans, Les Rasses or Bullet. We chose to set-out from Les Rasses, which is right at the base of the ski lifts that haul thousands of skiers to the top of the mountain every winter.

Checking-out the (winter) information panel in Les Rousses.

Not quite a straight line, but one can make out the route from Les Rasses to the top of Le Chasseron.

(Strangely enough, the Crêt des Gouilles doesn't feature on this map.)

Of course, being mid-summer, there were no lifts operating, so (at about 9.45am) we left the car in the spacious car park on Route de Chasseron (1200m), crossed the road to pick-up the walk trail, and then started on our way up the hill. The first kilometre or so of the walk was through luscious, shady forest which helped keep us cool as we sweated our way up the slope. The trail was well marked with the characteristic yellow diamond markers, and we soon found ourselves at the Club Alpine Suisse (CAS) mountain refuge at Le Rocher (1370)

The CAS refuge near Le Rocher.

Passing-through a trail turnstile near Le Rocher.

Another about another half-a-kilometre up through the forest, we suddenly reached the Chasseron alpine pasturage, with the Hotel du Chasseron prominent on the horizon about 800 metres ahead of us. True to a sign that we encountered there, the landscape was lush with thick grass and wildflowers, and was putting-on its very best face on this glorious, sunny, summer's day.

Flora sign on the trail to Le Chasseron.

We followed a few other day-trippers on the well-trodden walk-trail that led up the hill towards the hotel for a few hundred metres, before we veered-off to the west towards the "summit" of the Crêt des Gouilles. Needless to say, no-one else was going in our direction, and there were no footsteps, or well-trodden paths, to follow. Once at the Crêt (quite an unspectacular place), we stayed just long enough to take a few photographs - including the obligatory flying-the-Swiss-flag celebratory shot (and appropriately so, with the day being August 1 - the Swiss National Day).

Sitting on top of the cairn at Crêt des Gouilles.

The view towards Petites Roches.

The summits of Le Suchet, Mont de Baulmes and Aiguilles de Baulmes.

Flying the flag on Swiss National Day at the top of Crêt des Gouilles.

Duly ticked-off, we left the Crêt and wandered over the pasturage to pick-up the Jura Crest Trail between Petites Roches and Le Chasseron. Conveniently, there was one of those particular walk-trail turnstiles directly in our path, so we soon found ourselves back on the main trail.

Arriving at the Jura Crest Trail - Chemin des Crêtes du Jura.

Now standing on the edge of the Chasseron cliffs, we stood for awhile to take-in the magnificent views - of the Petites Roches to our left (towards the southwest), the Mont de la Maya (west), the Roches Blanches (northwest) and Le Chasseron (northeast). Behind us (to the southeast), lay the Crêt des Gouilles and far, far, far away - on the horizon - Mont Blanc and the arc of the Alps.

The northwest-facing cliffs of Petites Roches.

Looking down on Mont de la Maya (1465 metres).

 The grey-white cliffs of Roches Blanches (No. 50 on the list of Jura peaks).

Looking up towards the summit of Le Chasseron from the Stone of Peace.

Our first destination in this neck-of-the-woods was the "Pierre de la Pax" (the Stone of Peace) - which we'd visited (and written about) when we last trekked up here - in October 2012. (You can read all about it by clicking-on "Le Chasseron" in the list of Jura peaks on the left ... so I won't write about it again now.) Suffice to say the Stone of Peace is reputed to have a special, positive energy field that adds to the well-being of anyone who touches it. On this occasion a small giant of a man was sitting on it, like a leprechaun on a toadstool - apparently absorbing its energy through his rather ample derriere, and showing no interest in moving away so I could get a clear photo of the stone. Not a problem, but I had to strategically position my "model" some metres in front of the rock to get a "clear" photo.

Feeling relaxed at the Stone of Peace.

The Pierre de la Paix was apparently deposited in the down-slope village of Bullet after the last ice age, to where it was transported by glaciers thousands of years ago, and left there until 2002, when it was chosen for a new mission up here, near the Chasseron ridge. Having had the infinity sign carved into its gneiss surface, along with the symbols of five major religions (by artist Jacqueline Jeanneret), it was brought up here to inspire and invigorate travellers on the Jura Crest Trail. It's got a good view.

 A shot of the Stone of Peace from our October 2012 visit.

 Re-energized, we headed up the trail towards the Hotel du Chasseron. Its terrace was buzzing with lunch-time guests, who were sitting-out under the bright red umbrellas and enjoying their mid-day meals and the wonderful views out over Lac Neuchâtel, the Swiss plain, Lac Léman and the arc of the Alps. It really was a very special place to have a hotel. We stopped just long enough to take a few photos - first from one side, and then the other - before walking the last 100 metres up the hill to the summit of Le Chasseron.

Approaching the Hotel du Chasseron.

 

 The view over the Hotel du Chasseron towards Mont Blanc.

 A closer view of Mont Blanc.

By the time we reached the top, there were already quite a few people wandering around near the geodesic pyramid that marks the summit, and the nearby panorama interpretation panel. As it was approaching mid-day, the place was buzzing with trekkers, tourists, strollers, runners and mountain-bikers. We wandered around for awhile, taking-in the amazing views ... and taking lots of photos - in every direction.

 The panorama table and geodesic pyramid at the top of Le Chasseron.

Looking south over the panorama table towards Mont Blanc. 

The Hotel du Chasseron in the middle distance.

 

 The view southwest - with Le Suchet, les Aiguilles de Baulmes 

and Petites Roches in the centre.

 The peaks of Le Suchet, les Aiguilles de Baulmes and Petites Roches

 Looking southwest along the cliffs - with Mont d'Or and the Piquemiette cliffs in the far central distance.

 Checking-out the yet-to-be-climbed Roches Blanche - number 50 on our list of Jura peaks, and still ahead of us.

 Looking northeast - with the giant aerial at the summit of Le Chasseral in the far distance.

We wandered a short distance away from the summit and found a small rocky outcrop, with a convenient ledge - right on the edge of the "Balcon du Jura" and settled down for lunch. Fortunately we were mostly finished by the time we were joined by the hungry-looking Labrador from the hotel - who joined us on our superb vantage point. Soon after he left, we were joined by a nimble little stoat (also known as a (h)ermine or short-tailed weasel), who entertained us for minutes as she/he darted in and out of the rocks.

 Lis with our lunch guest.

 The nimble stoat.

After lunch we settled-back for awhile. lazing in the mid-day sunshine and listening to the sounds of summer. Somewhere down below us a herd of cows were also enjoying the day, and their summer pasturage no doubt. We could hear their bells tinkling-and-clanging in that distinctive, only-in-Switzerland  way. Memories of Hans Christian Anderson came to mind.

In his epic "O.T. a Danish Romance", when writing of "The Switzer's Homesickness", he wrote:

                    "Sure 'tis fair in foreign land, but not so fair as home;

                    Let me see thy mountains, grand glaciers, and snowy dome!

                    Let me hear the sound that tells of climbing cattle, 

                    dressed with bells"

 Relaxing after lunch. Mont Blanc in the far distance, cowbells closer.

 Taking-in the amazing panoramic views from the top of Le Chasseron.

 Looking towards the Alps - over Lac Neuchâtel and Yverdon-les-Bains.

 The Swiss plain, Lac Léman and the Alps near Mont Blanc.

Well-fed, well-rested ... and once again re-energized, we eventually tore ourselves away from the mountain-top and commenced our return journey towards Les Rasses. First, we stopped again at the Hotel du Chasseron - to check-out the observation deck and its panorama table, and have a peek inside the old inn. There were quite a few people there ... as well as the cheeky Labrador who'd obviously finished his door-to-door scavenger hunt among the picnickers on the hilltop.

 The observation deck at the Hotel du Chasseron.

 

 Checking-out the panorama table at Hotel du Chasseron.

 Leaving Le Chasseron.

Sometime around 12.30pm we took our leave of the mountain, and started retracing our steps back towards Les Rasses. Although we stopped from time to time to check-out flowers, or take photos, or a closer look at one thing or another, we were soon on the outskirts of Les Rasses - too soon it seemed, as this was a walk that we would have been quite content to drag-on, much later into the afternoon.

 On the road back to Les Rasses, near Le Rocher.

Instead, before we knew it, we were back in Les Rasses - at about 1.15pm. It had been a three-and-a-half-hour walk, although it could easily have been just a couple of hours, but it was a beauty. I'll mark that one down for a return trip, perhaps in mid-winter. We saw lots of snow-shoe trail markers along the route.

Jura peaks bagged:

• Crêt des Gouilles (No. 41) 1524m

Also:

• Le Chasseron (No. 14) 1607m 

       (Previously climbed in October 2012. See previous trip report here:  http://richardmclellan.blogspot.ch/2012/10/le-chasseron-no-14.html

Trivia:

• Climbing Crêt des Gouilles marked the 50th Jura peak that we have summited since starting the Jura Mountain Rambling "project" in January 2012.

Le Chasseron (No 14)

Le Chasseron, the 14th highest peak in the Jura Mountains, is unmistakable, yet is often confused with Chasseral (the 13th highest peak), which we trekked to in September. Adding to their confusion, they are both virtually the same height - with Le Chasseron 1606.6 metres (rounded-up to 1607), and Chasseral 1607.4 (rounded-down to 1607) - and both have their names from the same origins: the place of la chasse - the chase, the hunt. A good place to go hunting for wild game.

Fortunately they are both good places to go hiking as well, and the trip to the top of Le Chasseron on Sunday (21 October) reinforced this peak's reputation as one of the best day hikes in the Jura. We headed up there from the village of Sainte Croix (or Sainte-Croix or Ste-Croix - depending on which map/sign/book you're looking at), which is about 10 kilometres northwest of Yverdon-les-Bains, the picturesque town located at the southern end of Lac de Neuchâtel.

The road up the Jura escarpment was a classic switchback-abundant, zig-zag, mountain-side road that took us from the relatively low-land Swiss plateau to the first saddle (or "col") of the Jura's highest ridgeline - the south-eastern chain, the "Balcon de Léman", which rises steeply to the village of Ste-Croix.

 The church in Sainte-Croix and trail sign to Le Chasseron.

We parked just below the Sainte-Croix church, and, without much ado, grabbed our back-packs and (at about 10am) headed north out of town. The trail virtually started right at the church's back door. Ste-Croix is famous for lots of reasons - but mostly because of its music boxes, and the fact that the famous 18th century writer, philosopher, botanist, wanderer and explorer Jean-Jacques Rousseau used to hang around here back in the 1760s. He lived in the nearby village of Môtiers from 1762 to 1765, and frequently wandered around the hills in the vicinity of Le Chasseron. Whilst living in Môtiers, Rousseau fell in love with the Jura Mountains, and took every opportunity to hike into its highlands - including to Le Chasseron - in search of "plants and inspiration". Suitably inspired by such walks, he wrote his famous books: Reveries of the Solitary Walker and Letters written from the Mountains, which were filled with vivid descriptions of the landscape. He once wrote: "I cannot possibly describe how pleasant it is here in the warm season". One account of Rousseau said: "his depiction of nature as an object of contemplation rather than a source of imminent danger triggered a flow of foreign visitors eager to see the Swiss countryside for themselves. Some used his novel Julie, or the new Heloise as a travel guide ... Scores of English romantics followed his lead, becoming the first tourists to visit the Jura Mountains".

The music box heritage dates back to about a hundred years after Rousseau - to 1850, when the Swiss watch-making industry went through a bit of an economic crisis, prompting the watchmakers of Sainte Croix to diversify into manufacturing new products: music boxes. This proved to be sufficiently profitable for the industry to take-on some degree of permanence, and gave the town a whole new reputation. Apparently the local music box museum and workshop are well worth a visit. It's not open on Sundays, and besides, we were itching to "hit the road", and so we didn't hang around for very long.

The trail heading out of Ste-Croix is along the famous "Chemin des Crêtes du Jura" transjurassien trail. Initially it went straight uphill, out of town, and into a wonderful deciduous forest ablaze with autumn colours. The path was covered with fallen leaves, and neither of us could resist the childhood urge to shuffle our boots along the ground as we went - kicking up leaves along the way. That was fun.

Leaves cover the track heading out of Ste-Croix.

About one and a half kilometres from Ste-Croix, just past a farm-house, we reached a walking-trail-crossroad at a place called Les Praises (1255m).

 Trail-signs at Les Praises.

After scrutinizing the signs, and our topographic map, we turned east and headed along a gentle incline which took us into a (mainly) coniferous forest - which is more typical of the Jura's higher landscapes. The track was a two-wheeled limestone road that obviously universally serves the needs of the foresters, farmers, ski-lift operators and skiers, refuge owners and visitors, mountain hotels/restaurants, hikers, etc.

Lis heading east on the Les Praises-La Casba forest road.

Fortunately we only had to follow it for about a kilometre, before we turned onto a grassy/rocky walking track that headed north towards Le Chasseron. The turn-off was just south of a mountain hut/refuge/restaurant called "La Casba", which was located near a whole bunch of ski-lift apparatus servicing the ski-field around Le Cochet. A little further along the track we reached Les Avattes - another chalet that doubles-up as a restaurant, serving hikers, skiers and motorists probably all-year-round. A magnificent aroma tantalizingly wafted over our trail, with the smell of a wood fire burning away, and something sizzling (la chasse?). But we resisted the urge to investigate, and pushed-on up the hill.

Passing by Les Avattes (1458m).

Les Avattes must be quite a destination in itself, because from there-on the path (now looking more rocky and rustic like the "Chemin des Crêtes du Jura" should) became increasing less-trodden. At first, it led up a steep hillside through a last patch of forest, then out onto open mountain pasture and, finally, a sharp rocky ridgeline called le Petites Roches (the "Little Rocks"). This ridge - with gentle sloping pasture-land on one side (the east), and steep, rocky, forested slopes on the other (the west) provided our first good clear views over the surrounding Jura, and distant lakes and Alps. Unfortunately, the latter were little more than fuzzy outlines in a blue-grey haze - that hung over the Neuchâtel and Léman lakes. There were no amazing views to be enjoyed today.

Standing atop the western (Jura) side of the Petites Roches ridgeline.

The highest point of les Petites Roches - at 1583 metres - was our first destination for the day, being number 21 on our list of the Jura's highest named peaks.

 The top of Petites Roches.

Once we got there, we stayed just long enough to take the obligatory celebratory photograph, to check-out the surrounding landscape, and take a few more pics. There was a stiff wind blowing-in from the Alps, which meant that every time we stopped walking, we needed to pull-on a windbreaker, and every time we started walking again, we needed to take it off.

Flying the flag at the top of Les Petites Roches, with the cliffs of Le Chasseron further along the ridgeline in the background.

Looking west towards Mont de la Maya (the peak in the middle distance) and Le Sollier farmhouse (in the valley below).

To the north lies Roches Blanches, towering above La Merla farmhouse.

Looking southwest back down the ridgeline, with Le Suchet and les Aiguilles des Baulmes in the distance at left, and Mont d'Or in the far distance above the hikers in the centre.

Looking northeast along the ridgeline towards the top of Le Chasseron.

We were soon back on our way, dropping down from Petites Roches into a bit of a swale just east of Crêt de Gouilles (1524 metres), and following the trail that skirted along the cliff-faces. The views were amazing and, from time to time, we stopped to take more photographs - mainly of les Petites Roches behind us and Le Chasseron looming ahead.

 Lis at the cliff-tops just southeast of Le Chasseron.

The west face of Le Chasseron.

It didn't take us long to cover the last kilometre or so between Petites Roches and Le Chasseron, and we soon passed the Hôtel du Chasseron - the mountaintop hotel/restaurant that is perched on the slopes just south of the summit. Far below us, through the haze, we could see the town of Yverdon-les-Bains - from where Rousseau had been evicted (he was "persecuted by the authorities" - partly for his "worship of nature"), just before he moved to Môtiers in the 1760s.

The Hôtel du Chasseron. Lazy diners can drive all the way up here from the village of Bullet, about 500 metres (in altitude) below.

The view from the hotel terrace over Lac de Neuchâtel and Yverdon-les-Bains.

Uninspired by the look of the hotel, we scrambled like a pair of mountain goats up the last rocky outcrop and stood at the edge of the abrupt cliff-face atop the Jura's 14th highest summit - Le Chasseron (1607m). Lis snapped a pic of me standing at the summit under the big geodesic signal pyramid that marks the highest point. This had been erected in 1989 - to replace the original one that had been there since 1901.

At the top of Le Chasseron, 1606.6 metres above sea level.

It was now about mid-day, and for the first time the skies above us were seriously clouding-over. There was little to see towards the Alps, where (as the very informative panorama information panel told us), one could normally see the magnificent chain of Savoy, Valais and Bernese Alpine peaks. Those who've made it to the top on clearer days also normally get great views of three lakes - Neuchâtel, Biel and Murten (and limited views of a fourth - Lac Léman) - and the Fribourg plateau.

 Thanks for the panorama panel Monsieur Jaccard-Lenoir, but there were no Alps on show today.

The wind was cold and cutting, so we once again pulled-on our windbreakers, and found a place in a hollow behind some rocks where we could hunker-down for lunch. A picnic lunch at the top of the Jura, who could ask for more? Hot tea, bread, cheese, chocolate and a nip of French brandy - all while taking-in a magnificent view over the Jura Mountains. Absolute bliss!

Lis at our lunch spot at the top of Le Chasseron.

After lunch we wandered around the summit, taking-in the scenery, and enjoying the occasional burst of sunlight that broke through the passing clouds and lit-up the mountain-top. As usual, I took about a hundred photographs.

Lis at the top of the world, with Roches Blanches - through which runs the boundary between the cantons of Vaud and Neuchâtel - in the background.

Looking northeast towards the northern Jura.

Lis taking-in the arc Jurassien - on the Chemin des Crêtes du Jura walking trail.

I'm not exactly sure what this two-metre high inscription was all about, but it was certainly impressive.

A view towards the west - of the Jura's parallel and diminishing ridgelines.

A last look back at the sunlit summit of Le Chasseron.

One of the most interesting stories about Le Chasseron dates back to 1850, when a young man collecting plant specimens at the foot of the mountain found a handful of old Roman coins. Not surprisingly, hundreds of amateur fossickers followed in his footsteps in subsequent years - scouring the site and discovering a multitude of objects, including more coins, and pieces of jewellery, pottery and other objects. This is how the discovery was reported in the Gazette de Lausanne:

"A few weeks ago, a young man engaged in collecting plants at the foot of Chasseron found a Roman coin, whilst snatching a plant. It was soon known in (the towns of) Fleurier and Sainte Croix. Therefore, many people of these localities have been excavating the site and found so far, about two hundred Roman medals ... Also found were bricks, fragments of vases, almost-intact bells, iron tools, etc."

The site was further studied by a man named Julien Gruaz, who described the site in some detail in an account entitled "Le Chasseron temples and Mountains" - which was published in the Vaudoise History Journal in 1913. He wrote that: "the site had probably been first used by the Gauls, and then the Romans, as a temple at which they could devote themselves to their gods in some high places". He wrote (with some degree of lyricism, but here slightly lost in translation): "In relation to a huge space, where exist to infinity a variety of sites amid soft undulating lines; where the contrasts of light and shadow, storm and weather deploy powerful effects, it seems that the veneration shines on mountaintops would associate the worship of the gods - at all times exercised over the human soul, and the forces of nature".

The site was most comprehensively examined in the summers of 2004 and 2005 - by a team of archaeologists led by Professor Thierry Luginbühl from the "Institute of Archaeology and Sciences of the Antiquity" at the University of Lausanne. These more thorough and professional excavations "shed far more light on the site, revealing distinct foundations of the temple/shrine, completely exposing the remaining walls, and even discovering fragments of Roman tiles which once adorned its floors and walls".

Looking again southwest back down the ridgeline, with Le Suchet and les Aiguilles des Baulmes on the left, and Mont d'Or in the far distance on the right - behind the top of Petites Roches.

With no such antiquity to arouse our interest, and suitably rested, we re-shouldered our packs and began retracing our steps down the mountain. Fortunately the back-tracking only lasted a few hundred metres - where we stopped to check-out an interesting monument called "the Stone of Peace". This is a huge gneiss boulder that had been originally dragged from miles away by an ancient glacier, and deposited somewhere near the village of Bullet at the foot of Le Chasseron. It was placed up near Le Chasseron as a monument to peace, and had engraved into its upper surface - by sculptor Jacqueline Jeanneret from Col des Roches - the symbols of ancient and more-modern religious faiths - surrounding the mathematical sign for infinity.

The Peace Stone just below Le Chasseron.

At this point, we took a trail that headed down the escarpment on the western side of the ridgeline - towards the farmhouse called La Merla (1390m). Although steep and rocky when we first dropped-over the cliff-tops, the path was mostly a gentle zig-zag down the side of the valley to the valley floor where the farm's summer homestead was located.

Lis leading the way down the mountain, with Petites Roches high on her left and (our next destination summit) Mont de la Maya on her right.

On the farm track heading towards La Merla farmhouse, with Mont de la Maya on the right.

In the valley floor, just south of La Merla, and looking back up towards the summit of Le Chasseron.

This is a lovely, flat section of the trail, and we made good time to our next landmark - another mountain farm homestead that annually bursts into life during Switzerland's warmer months - called Le Sollier. From here we turned a sharp right, towards the northwest, and headed straight-up the slope towards the summit of Mont de la Maya.

Lis heading-up the southern slope of Mont de la Maya, with Le Chasseron and La Merla farmhouse in the background to the northeast.

The slope got progressively steeper, such that by the time we were approaching the top we were having to zig-zag back and forward across the slope to gain height. It was too steep to go straight-up. Even though Mont de la Maya is way down on the list of the Jura's highest peaks (1465 metres, and number 54), it felt more like a mountaintop than many of the higher peaks we've climbed. Not surprisingly, the trail to the top isn't even marked on most maps. To most hikers passing by, it's another obscure summit (only climbed by "collectors"). Lis reckons I'm the Jura Mountains' equivalent of a "twitcher" (for those who don't know the term, it's applied to bird-watching enthusiasts "who travel long distances to see a rare bird - which they would then tick, or check-off, on their list".

And after one last scramble over some rocks, we found ourselves at the top of Mont de la Maya. The peak gets its name from the Latin word meta, which means "cone or pyramid", and generally applies to a place with a conical top. We didn't stay there for very long - pausing just long enough to catch our breath, have a drink of water, munch-down a snack bar, and then take the obligatory "proof-I-was-there" photograph.

At the highest-point survey marker atop Mont de la Maya. Roches Blanches lies to the north in the background.

We retraced our steps back down the mountain - to a set of walking trail "cross-roads", just east of Le Sollier farmhouse. We took the lesser-travelled route towards the south, which took us back into the coniferous forest below Petites Roches, and led us towards our final destination - the top of Le Cochet.

Le Sollier farmhouse (1373 metres).

About one-and-a-half kilometres further down the track, we turned-off to the west, and made our way up the slopes of Le Cochet - following a thin sinuous clearing through the forest that was obviously a winter ski piste. We were just near the "La Casba" chalet again.

Lis on the way up the northern side of Le Cochet, with the summit of Petites Roches in the background.

Sometime around 2.30pm, we reached the top of Le Cochet (at 1483.3 metres, it's number 49 on the list). Tick. (It's been a good day for a Jura twitcher - four peaks, and four ticks - bringing the total number of peaks "ticked-off" in my "Jura Seven Summits" project thus far - to 38.) Le Cochet gets its name from the surname of an old farming family who once lived in the district, and probably owned the mountain pastures around the peak.

The top of Le Cochet, with the ubiquitous summit cross. This one was erected on 17 October 1964, replacing the original cross put up here by locals in October 1938.

 

Sur le sommet du Cochet.

Looking down on Ste-Croix.

Unfortunately, although only mid-afternoon, the day hadn't got any warmer, the cold wind still chilled us whenever we stopped walking, and the clouds and haze blanketed-out any chance we had of getting good views of the peaks on the horizon. So, as soon as we'd taken our photographs, we charged-off down the mountainside, following a rough path that wound its way down the hillside under the ski-lifts on the eastern side of the mountain.

We soon re-encountered the trail that we'd been on earlier in the day, just near "La Casba", so we turned south and headed back towards Ste-Croix. Ironically, as soon as we got back into the lower altitudes, the wind dropped, the clouds began to clear and the sun came out. As it had been in the morning, the countryside was once again bathed in glorious sunshine as we headed back into the deciduous forest.

Lis heading into the forest just above Ste-Croix.

A distinctive yellow diamond trail marker in the forest.

Emerging from the autumn-gold-filled forest just above Ste-Croix.

We got back to the car sometime just after 3pm - making the hike roughly five hours long. As had been the case on every Jura Mountain ramble thus far, we'd had a great time, had seen some great views, and talked about when we'll come back and do this hike again: Perhaps in mid-winter, or mid summer, or .....

Jura peaks bagged:

• Le Chasseron (No. 14) 1607m
• Petites Roches (No. 21) 1583m
• Le Cochet (No. 49) 1483m
• Mont de la Maya (No. 54) 1465m

Trivia:

• Putting it into perspective, Le Chasseron is apparently the 6,183rd highest peak in Switzerland.
• Regarding its name, Le Chasseron is also thought to be derived from the Latin saxon, which means "rocks", and which became sasse, then Sasseron. Other accounts suggest Le Chasseron may once have also been called "Sucheron".