The very first mountain train takes off at 7.45am – the sun hasn’t even made an appearance and all around is plunged in a beautiful pre-dawn mauve. In fact it isn’t until half way up the mountain that suddenly the sun slips over the mountains and baths everything in gold. We watched this through the plexiglass protection of our little carriage before then tumbling out at 8am onto a perfectly groomed slope. We were the only ones there – pure perfection!
This would kick start any day into bliss but as it was Boxing Day it felt all the more special. We had the place to ourselves, if you listened closely you could just hear the mountain sighing and the gentle creaking of the snow – way out under a small dove grey cloud we could see our highest mountain peak, Piz Bernina, which stands 4049 m above sea level.
Launching out into the early morning light made us all whoop with pleasure!